with a driver,
a talker,
an observer,
a listener,
a talker
i still can't fit
because labels are
the only thing
that make me
truly unhappy
YOU ARE READING
drowning planets // poetry
PoetryLet's go to the sky, To the paint splattered stars, I believe we can fly, Just open your arms. It's just us now, You and me; But I think we're crashing Into the sea. We were pulled in By the earth's magnet. Now you and I Are drowning planets. *This...
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with a driver,
a talker,
an observer,
a listener,
a talker
i still can't fit
because labels are
the only thing
that make me
truly unhappy
