my entire life has become glitter
It’s not far from the city
As I roll up my sleeves to hand you the first ever promise
landing on your lips in a mystical shape
Consequently
I am reflected in a pond of lucidness
I become distinct
I test the waters
in a numb and messy setting
I keep acknowledging
I am only capable of harming myself
2 comments:
What a utterly bizarre site!!
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