The winds of my mind blow me away and I fade
I am empty
And I could just...
disappear
Into thin air
But yet.
My skin holds me, so that
I will not vanish
into the grey.
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
The winds of my mind blow me away and I fade
I am empty
And I could just...
disappear
Into thin air
But yet.
My skin holds me, so that
I will not vanish
into the grey.
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