Are you tired of you
Are you tired of this
Are you tired of blue
Breath in
Breath out
Do you sin
Do you doubt
We know what to do
So why do we fuck around
Question is who?
Will you make them proud?
Why do we ask questions we already know
Do you understand your body is your home
We're addicted
We're a thief
We've got cum in our sheets
Whose on your team
Do you wish this was a dream
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Thin Skin Poetry Renditions By Domingo Perez
PoetrySharing the struggle I have with myself, seeing things in the dark, some of the poems are towards those entities. Endless thoughts, like white noise that I can't turn off.
