Untitled Writings #1

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Do I have to
Scream it out loud
To tell you
That i am no good

For I am a tidal waves
Wandering around bringing mess

For I am a thunder
Ready to streak
And leaving you to wonder:
How come a girl like her bring nothing but the wreck?

May 25, 2017

Another post-sunset thoughts

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