Dimples and roses
constant erosion
Flood my mind
Regret, validation
Miscommunication
Bad habits of mine
Bedbug infestation
In my brains imagination
Has ran away
I wish i could see
Whats really wrong with me
One fact will remain
Ill be the moth chewing through your sweater
And you'll be the backroads making me feel better
When i fall I reach for your hand
Because one small stumble I'm gone through the sand
Ill get sad and you'll get mad
And we'll run away
Dont get offended when i shut the door
Because you're number 24
And i just want to cry today
Ill be the moth chewing through your sweater
And you'll be the backroads making me feel better
When i fall I reach for your hand
Because one small stumble I'm gone through the sand
I am a robot that runs on validation
It fuels my brain for pains creation
My mind is in drought influenced by clout
I just want to feel free again
Ill be the moth chewing through your sweater
And you'll be the backroads making me feel better
When i fall I reach for your hand
Because one small stumble I'm gone through the sand
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Original Songs/Poems
PoetryA collection of songs and poems I wrote. Some bad, some eh, some good.
