It's self implied
That I cried
From my blotchy eyes
And mascara streaks
And from my mouth spews lies
It's self implied
YOU ARE READING
Scaps Of Paper
PoetryThis is a small collection of poetry that I myself have written It's nothing more than word vomit Splattered on scraps of paper
self implied
It's self implied
That I cried
From my blotchy eyes
And mascara streaks
And from my mouth spews lies
It's self implied
