love, A seance.
I’m drowning in my own sorrow
My clocks ticking while time is moving, I just stand here
Awaiting for you to see me for who I truly am but you stared only seeing mayhem
My insides screaming out to you as my lips are sealed shut “I’m more then that.. if you just look a little deeper baby, you’ll see that I fit the missing pieces to your puzzle like you fit ya fitted caps”
and I’m sorry that my l...
Friday 24th June 2022 6:05 pm
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