You're a bottle of acid
waiting to spill.
I'm a hollow soul
wanting to feel;
-feel anything at all.
So give me a taste
I crave pain
but also
love.
- years ago, one late night
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My Only Language is Words
Τυχαίο"It played out so perfectly, so full, so wonderous... but then I woke up". ~~~~ "The blade of imagination is a force to be reckoned with"~~~~ Somewhat insignificant rambles~ Also called "poetry" I suppose
