• thenixwrites 24w

    I have places to go where I lost parts of my soul
    and keep failing in the search

    I have kisses to undo and people to uninvite who
    broke my soul and mend them without glue

    I have nights to scare and cry under my bedsheet
    and feel the moist pillow next morning

    I have skies to float and spread my wings and
    chop them off to regret a decade

    I have words to express and cry out loud and remain dumb forever

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