When the feeling
Fills to the brim
The ripple, overflow, spills and pours out
Around me
Onto you
I don't understand them
I am over it.
These are my insides
Will you take them?
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 6:46 PM UTC
When the feeling
Fills to the brim
The ripple, overflow, spills and pours out
Around me
Onto you
I don't understand them
I am over it.
These are my insides
Will you take them?
