Writhing in cold breaths
shrinking into a lump
digressing constantly,
like shit but not it.
shrinking into a lump
digressing constantly,
like shit but not it.
Not real or real
couldn't linger for long
but when times are stretched,
I lose all the bits.
couldn't linger for long
but when times are stretched,
I lose all the bits.
-knightesS
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