late night orange juice;
multiple liquid
running
splashing
this is the end
i feel sick
i miss you
and you don't even
think
of
me.
how do i know, you ask?
i'm
not
worthy
of
anyone's
time,
i answer.
o.r
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P O E T R Y // o.r
Poetrya compilation of vivid thoughts. [lower case intended] WARNING: some of these poems may be triggering. please do not read this book if you are easily influenced. ~ sending love and tranquil vibes ~
