Some times, sorry
Tends to
Erase all that was
Virtually
Existent.
But not today.
She wishes she could do it over (I think)
Because maybe she’s still confused.
Saying farewell is easier than admitting you’re in too deep.
(it haunts her)
Life: get me another compress, my ticker’s on exchange
Love: Don’t refill my wine glass, this girl’s insane
Muse: Ordinary got into a wrestling match, now she’s tame
LA: Let me know when you’re back from mundane
P.S. It’s been one of those days.
(she’s callous)
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