Jul 2017
I don't quite get it
The amount of capacity you need to live
To be full
To be ..... alive
My bones wither
My soul drowns
My voice breaks
Under the weight
Of this so called life
The amount of capacity you need to live
To be full
To be ..... alive
My bones wither
My soul drowns
My voice breaks
Under the weight
Of this so called life
(18/F/England)
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