I felt
like a monster
from the deepest
part of the scary woods
I was hacking up my lungs
steam flew in my face
I held the cup
and took a sip
licking my lips afterwords
I flipping over the tissue
he was such a issue
she was such a distraction
A distraction with a passion
I was clashing.
Clashing with a passion.
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clasping roses {√}
Поэзия❛❛no one was searching for what she was searching for..❜❜ From when I'm missing you. Dark thoughts take over. But when you leave. I have someone new. May 14 2017: Ranked 853 in poetry
