though ink bleeds from
my paper cuts and stings
it hurts more to be left behind
i promised i won't run away
but I can hear them all watching
someone else
with baited breath
as i slip through the cracks in the
wall
my paper cuts and stings
it hurts more to be left behind
i promised i won't run away
but I can hear them all watching
someone else
with baited breath
as i slip through the cracks in the
wall
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gaia_lenox
Nov 20, 2019
I love your adjectives and imagery, the metaphors are absolutely beautiful.
Gaia Lenox