You just might become it
Tag: Poetry porn
Real
Everything natural either dies,
Or survives the motions.
Ghost Town
And looking back to all the emptiness
I cognize I wanted you more.
But not anymore.
Because the voices in my head needed a platform.
You just might become it
Everything natural either dies,
Or survives the motions.
And looking back to all the emptiness
I cognize I wanted you more.
But not anymore.