peace.

Oh, what the fuck has gotten into me?
Young heart, still learning
Passing the time in the time I’m serving
Finding the one in everyone who looks at me that way.
I’m so sick of looking back.
After all these long stares and sporadic cries
And visions of you beside me at night
I’m too tired from dreaming.
Don’t you understand?
You fucking had me.
But now I have myself and I’m not desiring to share with anyone.
For now I’m done.

Under construction.


CMC

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