watch me as I burn
this candle I've been
balancing on my nose
all night.
call it finesse.
ive been left in the rain,
my "separate" is praying
for rain and a good harvest.
darkness creeps under your
your bedroom door,
reaching for you,
reaching for youth.
I lost that last life.
just saying.
Aug 17, 2021
Aug 17, 2021 at 2:18 AM UTC
watch me as I burn
this candle I've been
balancing on my nose
all night.
call it finesse.
ive been left in the rain,
my "separate" is praying
for rain and a good harvest.
darkness creeps under your
your bedroom door,
reaching for you,
reaching for youth.
I lost that last life.
just saying.
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