bubblegum in my hair
lipstick's everywhere
in the bathroom
feeling so high
i could reach the night sky
with my bare hands
slacking in my chair
heart is everywhere
in my bedroom
feeling so low
living in a chateau
in the powder
we're vincible
stuck in a breakable
curse for a day
we are terrible
aphonic people
captured by the red lights
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the far side | poetry
Poetrydon't know what is wrong with me i feel gone i'm so reckless - a collection of poetry from the perspective of a madman
