I Kept on Wondering with each Page I Flipped
12/18/18
The dimmed righteousness of the words your fingers spewed, could it be genuine blooms or the hypnotizing drugs that web you against it's pit.
- j.a.m
YOU ARE READING
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.
