Fuck,
You should really think again
When you say I'm all smiles
I am not
And nowhere near smiles
Not ever
Not at home not while I'm in the darkness
YOU ARE READING
storms and blood
Poetrythe death of which is unknown -figured out between the lines of within these pages
twenty
Fuck,
You should really think again
When you say I'm all smiles
I am not
And nowhere near smiles
Not ever
Not at home not while I'm in the darkness
