Too early, too early,
Just always too early,
Time away
From the pull of her hands
I miss you, I'll see you
Sooner than agreed to,
Because I'm desperate
To be away from her hands
Give me time,
Just away from her hands
The slime of her hands
On my skin,
And under it
The smell of her sands
In my brain,
And echoed it's
Insane
Of me to run,
Hiding from all of her
Half-cared and throwaway
Stares,
Mind,
She wouldn't give a ****
Less
Too early, too early,
I couldn't be
Home today
Need to wait,
For anyone to arrive
I'm a ghost, fallen out of time
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 7:19 PM UTC
Too early, too early,
Just always too early,
Time away
From the pull of her hands
I miss you, I'll see you
Sooner than agreed to,
Because I'm desperate
To be away from her hands
Give me time,
Just away from her hands
The slime of her hands
On my skin,
And under it
The smell of her sands
In my brain,
And echoed it's
Insane
Of me to run,
Hiding from all of her
Half-cared and throwaway
Stares,
Mind,
She wouldn't give a ****
Less
Too early, too early,
I couldn't be
Home today
Need to wait,
For anyone to arrive
I'm a ghost, fallen out of time
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