Ice cream starts melting As I wait with two spoons. In this hall full of People I feel myself lost in yarn. My eyes are teary Ohh how red and feary Still in thoughts of time . Remembering the phase When I sat under the stairs Controlling my fears. With my legs pulled up to … Continue reading Oh mama, I didn’t kill dad
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