there are shadows inside of me,
residing in the crevices of my skeleton
weighing me down.
i remember you planted promises of flowers
in the crooks of my bones
but winter has come
and the cold feels like home to me now.
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
there are shadows inside of me,
residing in the crevices of my skeleton
weighing me down.
i remember you planted promises of flowers
in the crooks of my bones
but winter has come
and the cold feels like home to me now.
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