words that tear and strain
Monday, October 7, 2019
doll dreams
underneath the dirt
is a friend who you could love
if you just give in
or
did she have to leave?
did the light have to follow?
did my world just die?
or
her eyes have seen all
from first kiss to lasting hug
now just endless dark
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