I throw away the letters,
ponder the scene.
I drown in the numbers,
cry in the shower,
pluck at the pillows
and stare at the pictures.
I sit in my room
with no place to go,
rip apart the numbers,
sing in my soul.
Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 9:38 PM UTC
I throw away the letters,
ponder the scene.
I drown in the numbers,
cry in the shower,
pluck at the pillows
and stare at the pictures.
I sit in my room
with no place to go,
rip apart the numbers,
sing in my soul.
ok idk
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