i follow the trail
of paint
to the
girls
bathroom
and hear
her quiet sobs
echo in my heart.
and it leaves a hole in my
soul that can't be
filled
until i know for sure
that she is safe.
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are you ready for tomorrow?! Teletubbles i know i can't wait! (for the french fries of course, not the ephemeral thing you're getting ;) )
YOU ARE READING
her deepest colors
Poetryshe shouldn't have gone. but it was that i was truly mesmerized by her colors, that i didn't realize she was f a d i n g.
