Feb 2019
They won't let
me sleep.
Those memories,
cuts that are
so d e e p .
Memories;
sour and sweet,
some bad,
others that I want to keep.
Tears
begin to seep.
I can't forget these
things. I want
to sleep.
me sleep.
Those memories,
cuts that are
so d e e p .
Memories;
sour and sweet,
some bad,
others that I want to keep.
Tears
begin to seep.
I can't forget these
things. I want
to sleep.
That's what you get when you think too much before bed...
