And lately, I seem seeded in the same old place, lily tongued, so immensely in mourning, eloping with rage, intensely cyclic, because I cannot eradicate every reminder of what you did, and there is no long stemmed justice waiting at the other end.
And Lately
And Lately
And Lately
And lately, I seem seeded in the same old place, lily tongued, so immensely in mourning, eloping with rage, intensely cyclic, because I cannot eradicate every reminder of what you did, and there is no long stemmed justice waiting at the other end.