Jan 2018
Waking up with aching bones
my words caught up in my throat
hiding behind my lungs.
but the day has only begun
i'm tired of this
let me be gone,
please.
my words caught up in my throat
hiding behind my lungs.
but the day has only begun
i'm tired of this
let me be gone,
please.
(F)
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