Jan 2021
a box lie open
perched on my lap
with the photos of who i was
and sometimes i wish i could go back
back to those days before i was
B R O K E N
perched on my lap
with the photos of who i was
and sometimes i wish i could go back
back to those days before i was
B R O K E N
(17/F/corning ny)
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