The fog in my brain,
It makes me feel faint,
The cover up, your gaze,
It makes it all feel like a faze.
It's make me feel like I'm in a maze,
Like I'm lost, in this crucial race,
I feel lost and overwhelmed,
My vision is foggy, but in it I always, delved.
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A Butterfly Afterlife✧
PoetryPoetry Book Four ♡ Trigger Warning: Light Themes: Love, Romance etc.. Dark Themes: Depression, Horror etc...
