she's drowning from the toxic words
that escape from the
sweetest of lips.
"they'll tire out,
I just wait;
another shape will
come by, then they'll
stop looking at me."
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 1:57 AM UTC
she's drowning from the toxic words
that escape from the
sweetest of lips.
"they'll tire out,
I just wait;
another shape will
come by, then they'll
stop looking at me."
