the mania.
may 15, 2017.
3:10 pm.
i keep the window open when it rains
'cause i love the smell
i keep your name on my brain
so i don't forget
it's weird to feel put together
i think it's wrong
deep down
got so used to feeling
down down down
that it's strange to feel good.
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poetry iv: thot confessions
Poesiawritten in 2017. the end of an era and the beginning of a new one. trynna be some rupi kaur shit but that ain't me. confessions of a self-proclaimed thot.
