I can taste myself rotting from the inside
The cycle repeats religiously
All that’s left lingers
Slipped so quickly through thin fingers.
After the teeth and hungry hands are no longer
On to the next they wander.
Mar 1, 2022
Mar 1, 2022 at 10:46 PM UTC
I can taste myself rotting from the inside
The cycle repeats religiously
All that’s left lingers
Slipped so quickly through thin fingers.
After the teeth and hungry hands are no longer
On to the next they wander.
