The last time I was falling,
each memory
a pinprick
Talk into me and fill me
with kind observation
watch them come
and go
untied or cut free,
either way it looks the same.
Hold me down or
I might float away
Nov 30, 2022
Nov 30, 2022 at 8:45 PM UTC
The last time I was falling,
each memory
a pinprick
Talk into me and fill me
with kind observation
watch them come
and go
untied or cut free,
either way it looks the same.
Hold me down or
I might float away
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