your words
spin out of control
like the car she was in,
and your words
crash into me
like i'm the garage;
and your words
the car she was in,
and your words
leave scars on my body
like the aftermath
of their words
did;
"that crash,
it was the car she was in."
Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 4:23 AM UTC
your words
spin out of control
like the car she was in,
and your words
crash into me
like i'm the garage;
and your words
the car she was in,
and your words
leave scars on my body
like the aftermath
of their words
did;
"that crash,
it was the car she was in."
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