A line between goodness and badness
Bats flying through caves
Maybe skinny or harsh
Looks fill more holes than the holes itself
A cave full of water
Bloodwater
Pure blood
Or the cave is hidden
Only you knows the path
My cave is hidden, full of water and sealed
A part that nobody knows
A warmth feeling beneath my skin
A feeling that comforts my soul
It's okay to have a secret cave
Everyone has it, even if you don't know it
Mine has a lot of disco balls too
Dancing in the night
No unwanted opinions
Just me
- Author: Black hole ( Offline)
- Published: January 25th, 2022 18:03
- Category: Unclassified
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