I feel alone in this
Place of instabilty and fear.
I did not know that love
Was so indeterminant,
So creatively malicious.
I want to be my own lover.
My own assurance.
But I also know you now.
And therefore,
My point is useless.
Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 11:30 AM UTC
I feel alone in this
Place of instabilty and fear.
I did not know that love
Was so indeterminant,
So creatively malicious.
I want to be my own lover.
My own assurance.
But I also know you now.
And therefore,
My point is useless.
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