The garden overflown
with rolled up cigarette buts,
Where the roots of our ruts
grow beneath the sut.
Suffocated;
Like statements never stated
That daisy chain bracelet;
You won’t find it here
“Enough we’ve waited”
you say losing patience
When the words “I love you”
Are hard to hear
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
The garden overflown
with rolled up cigarette buts,
Where the roots of our ruts
grow beneath the sut.
Suffocated;
Like statements never stated
That daisy chain bracelet;
You won’t find it here
“Enough we’ve waited”
you say losing patience
When the words “I love you”
Are hard to hear
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