Oct 2014
i cant quite see you.
the fogginess. the tainted softness
clouding every angle
every perspective
every eyelash. every flaw
molded. melted into silver
dissolved in a glass of water
the fogginess. the tainted softness
clouding every angle
every perspective
every eyelash. every flaw
molded. melted into silver
dissolved in a glass of water
Written by
Olive Richardson
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