i am so sick of falling asleep with a vision / surreal as a kiss from a crush / i lick violent violet frosting / i bask in the glow of july / try to cup it in the palm of my hand / it disappears /
  • tar in my lungs, she/her
  • JoinedJune 8, 2019

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