Citas
when i had
no friends
i reached inside
my beloved
books
& sculpted some
out of
12 pt
times new roman.
- & it was almost good enough.
no friends
i reached inside
my beloved
books
& sculpted some
out of
12 pt
times new roman.
- & it was almost good enough.
that is what abuse is:
knowing you are
going to get salt
but still hoping for sugar
knowing you are
going to get salt
but still hoping for sugar
sticks & stones
never broke
my bones,
but words
made me
starve myself
until
you could
see all of them
never broke
my bones,
but words
made me
starve myself
until
you could
see all of them
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