these eyes of mine are gazed over
my heart once so warm is now cold ;
no longer beating its familiar rhythym
my thoughts are not making sense
my words ; abstract with no purpose
i am traumatized
is this all that is left of me?
i never even had a choice
Smirking in My Black Shades
- Chanelle
- Keeping it simple. Finally legal. A lot of thoughts, and no time to keep them altogether.
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