Poetry.
Cut Out My Eyes [I Don't Know]
I don't know if I'm coming down this time, babe.
I don't know if this wound heals,
I don't know if these scars fade.
I don't know how to tell you this,
I don't know if I can keep living this way.
(Cut out my eyes, so I can't see our past exists.)I don't know how to remember to breathe
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That is all.
Love love love,
Rhi
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Love you!
hearts&huggles!!
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<3 I love you, MAN.
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And.
Are you gonna pay for the publishing?
Love you too.
hearts&huggles!
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Seriously. You are amazing, if I say so. (Because whatever I say goes, of course. :) )
<3
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I sound like a bad actor on a commercial ... lol
>.< Rah!!! *huggles*
hearts&huggles
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