little pink box
sevensins
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i am weatherd rock, aged particals fom the lesser of the two gods
i strech my arms to reach the air in front of me, visibly
visibly troubleing
she spoke with words that trail off and diffapere into her own sentence,
a barely detectable bit of femininity lingers in their trail,
how do you see me?
how do you see me?
the buzz in my head hightens my hilarity and sencibility to sencitvity,
love me
love me
love me
i strech my arms to reach the air in front of me, visibly
visibly troubleing
she spoke with words that trail off and diffapere into her own sentence,
a barely detectable bit of femininity lingers in their trail,
how do you see me?
how do you see me?
the buzz in my head hightens my hilarity and sencibility to sencitvity,
love me
love me
love me
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exelscense..
thnk u
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
nice writing, i like this.
M.P