i only exist; disheveled and hopelessly.
wasting away as i share my dwindling essence with you.
i can feel myself decomposing.
i meld into this sea of unwashed sheets & blankets; the closest thing i have to call home.
almost satisfied as i lie; drained and no longer overflowing with intoxicating essence.
Apr 9, 2022
Apr 9, 2022 at 10:46 PM UTC
i only exist; disheveled and hopelessly.
wasting away as i share my dwindling essence with you.
i can feel myself decomposing.
i meld into this sea of unwashed sheets & blankets; the closest thing i have to call home.
almost satisfied as i lie; drained and no longer overflowing with intoxicating essence.
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