want to reach out
want to grow the sprout
so why is the weight of the phone a block of cement in my hand?
why do i feel like every word still wouldn’t make people understand?
want them to see through my lenses
want them all to come to their senses
how do i make you care the way that i feel will keep me above ground
i didn’t go through this to be your slutty little rebound
so hold my hand and kiss me softly
although the end of the receipt is quite costly
Oct 29, 2024
Oct 29, 2024 at 11:34 PM UTC
want to reach out
want to grow the sprout
so why is the weight of the phone a block of cement in my hand?
why do i feel like every word still wouldn’t make people understand?
want them to see through my lenses
want them all to come to their senses
how do i make you care the way that i feel will keep me above ground
i didn’t go through this to be your slutty little rebound
so hold my hand and kiss me softly
although the end of the receipt is quite costly
longest one ive done in awhile
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