tears of salt
throat screeching, burning
no one should have this power
it isn't fair that you all have this grasp on me
i wish for death nowadays
life was so milky and sweet
wanted more and more everyday
now it's sour and cold
spoiled and wretched
i want to have the sweetness again
feel safe in my body
not having to count
5 things i can see
4 things i can touch
3 things i can hear
2 things i can smell
1 thing i can taste
all i can see, touch, hear, smell, taste
is pain and audacious betrayal
Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 9:35 PM UTC
tears of salt
throat screeching, burning
no one should have this power
it isn't fair that you all have this grasp on me
i wish for death nowadays
life was so milky and sweet
wanted more and more everyday
now it's sour and cold
spoiled and wretched
i want to have the sweetness again
feel safe in my body
not having to count
5 things i can see
4 things i can touch
3 things i can hear
2 things i can smell
1 thing i can taste
all i can see, touch, hear, smell, taste
is pain and audacious betrayal
s.w
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