Feb 2018
You cannot see it, my love
But I am growing.
And soon I will be
So great,
So sprawling
That I may very well collapse
Under my own weight.
And you, my dear,
Will not be strong enough
To hold me.
But I am growing.
And soon I will be
So great,
So sprawling
That I may very well collapse
Under my own weight.
And you, my dear,
Will not be strong enough
To hold me.
(20/F/Houston)
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