No return
From a permanent action
They say sharpie lasts long
Death lasts longer
They say sticks and stones break bones
But words sting like a bitch
They say I'm fucked up
But the world made me this way
They say lots of cruel things
And I chose to believe them
YOU ARE READING
Out There
PoesíaPoems from my mind, which is out there scattered in the galaxy. This book will tend to be off, but that's ok.
