DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, what is worse than shame? HUMILIATION:\
rumors fly up in the high
in the above in my ears in my skies
get my squirms of death into the rays of the red dies
and the humiliate in the tides
shed the tears in silence I fear they collide
with looks of disgust and shame they rise upon my eyes
just like an equivalence of the delves of the deep
from them of a cut to dig drips and swallow grief
arise arose arosen awake awoke awoken
trap me unnoticed and leave me broken in the heart swollen
fed on lies unspoken surrounding in the field
am I a prisoner in hell or even better in Tolkien???
I craved and carved the woods into a shade of a pink that I need
till you put the greed and stole in brief with no feels
want me dead then demand I alive to up come
burning and whipping regrets of the twos with the fives
if I not to remember wrong
counting stars and fleeing out just all in an empty round about
------ravenfeels
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 4:00 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, what is worse than shame? HUMILIATION:\
rumors fly up in the high
in the above in my ears in my skies
get my squirms of death into the rays of the red dies
and the humiliate in the tides
shed the tears in silence I fear they collide
with looks of disgust and shame they rise upon my eyes
just like an equivalence of the delves of the deep
from them of a cut to dig drips and swallow grief
arise arose arosen awake awoke awoken
trap me unnoticed and leave me broken in the heart swollen
fed on lies unspoken surrounding in the field
am I a prisoner in hell or even better in Tolkien???
I craved and carved the woods into a shade of a pink that I need
till you put the greed and stole in brief with no feels
want me dead then demand I alive to up come
burning and whipping regrets of the twos with the fives
if I not to remember wrong
counting stars and fleeing out just all in an empty round about
------ravenfeels
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