Sep 2015
I need all of the flashbacks.
The air is nearly similar.
In all honesty, I don't know anything.
There is a mirror to my left.
Sylvia Plath, I think of you.
Here is my black shoe.
The air is nearly similar.
In all honesty, I don't know anything.
There is a mirror to my left.
Sylvia Plath, I think of you.
Here is my black shoe.
