Nothing major to say
but hoping little stupid things
will suffice
Yet I find myself
always on the brink of hesistation
whispers, yells, and screams
practically pleading to find
their way out
but still, even then
My lips stay sealed
While my brain howls
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 1:03 PM UTC
Nothing major to say
but hoping little stupid things
will suffice
Yet I find myself
always on the brink of hesistation
whispers, yells, and screams
practically pleading to find
their way out
but still, even then
My lips stay sealed
While my brain howls
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