DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, to be rich is to notice the fair from the unfair:)
get well soon only when hope not a lie lonely hospital cell unavailable played dead and fell nothing in sequence all hung on the adequacy paper said from future penholder skies unread the green one too to the land a stranger soon
what you earn is what you keep don't count just drown in oblivious sleep wallets light rage blinds visible sights the poor scream the rich gleam like an invisible ink flood evaporation in the air a silenced blood chocolate missed the ecstasy everything shut down to reality
bones shrunk never unnoticed to the think thunk now things are pale even the best bread is stale how I remain all calm in shameful disdain??? needs become old whether blazing summer or winter ******* cold and in my broken chair I be the pathetic dreamy version of old me