Joaquin Finn

Leech

I wish I’d never seen you
I wish my memories could have remained
Maybe I’d made them up now they’ll never be the same
You have taken all that’s left
And turned it on it’s self
I’m fed up of your pedestal
I’m fed up of being put on your shelf.

Comments1

  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed



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