Feb 2021
i've swallowed too much of you to go back now.
i wish i could swallow you whole.
i want to take you down my throat.
through my mouth, so you'll see the
sores and the crooked teeth.
i wish i could swallow you whole.
i want to take you down my throat.
through my mouth, so you'll see the
sores and the crooked teeth.
I wrote this when i was nineteen. And i would fight any younger version of myself but i dont mind this poem. if someone else wrote it, i'd like it. I'm 22 now so much has happened
