I morosely chew on my pencil top.
silently sigh at the damage done.
I look at him, my breath stops,
Him,
the bandage to my broken heart.
Drizzle of glitter from the stars
My version of pixie dust.
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 1:38 PM UTC
I morosely chew on my pencil top.
silently sigh at the damage done.
I look at him, my breath stops,
Him,
the bandage to my broken heart.
Drizzle of glitter from the stars
My version of pixie dust.
Hey... I miss you..
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