Monday, March 1, 2021

Closed

 at a certain point

I shutter my windows 

protect my glass

from storms that aren’t mine

I’m sorry but 

this is how I survive 

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Parched

 My love your love Acid Rain Pouring down on me I raised my face Drink it in Burning My eyes my throat So parched Thirsty for any Drop