DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, this number keeps haunting me---nice:]
spaced in faze spaced in shock
waiting for the hit of the clock upon us
jaded in here scattered in there
falling deeply into depths of despair
piles of threes and stashes in seven still unspoken fourteens
into the floors and walls of the magnificent heavens
count of one then a skip of a spree down
into curses of minutes in a bunch of twisted twenty threes
------ravenfeels
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 6:26 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, this number keeps haunting me---nice:]
spaced in faze spaced in shock
waiting for the hit of the clock upon us
jaded in here scattered in there
falling deeply into depths of despair
piles of threes and stashes in seven still unspoken fourteens
into the floors and walls of the magnificent heavens
count of one then a skip of a spree down
into curses of minutes in a bunch of twisted twenty threes
------ravenfeels
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