Please Tighten your Grip on my Sweater Sleeve
10/26/18
The caress of your shivers against mine, I dwelled on them like the rocks beneath my feet, to keep me balanced upon the slips of the mediocre, so I could continue to feel the peace of the contradicted normality my mind brung me into.
- j.a.m
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hidden lampshades.
Poetry[PROSE POETRY] this is me voicing my thoughts on my everyday life. Started: 10/26/18 Ended: *ongoing* Copyright © 2018 EMOTICK All Rights Reserved.
