Every single thing
I write
I want to burn
As it turns
Out
Making myself
Sick
With my own words
Is all
The gift
That I have left
To give
To spite
My dreamy inclinations
Otherwise
-me
Every single thing
I write
I want to burn
As it turns
Out
Making myself
Sick
With my own words
Is all
The gift
That I have left
To give
To spite
My dreamy inclinations
Otherwise
-me