These Days
These Days
these days I'm just
bleary lines on
wrists and ankles
and stomach and
fingertips
with empty eyes
a terrified soul
an exhausted mind
and a smiling mouth
these days I'm just
bleary lines on
wrists and ankles
and stomach and
fingertips
with empty eyes
a terrified soul
an exhausted mind
and a smiling mouth
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