its not that i didn’t care, but was
left bare
and channeling
to just be
intuitive
and haunting
could i be an actual person
amongst
drawings
faint glimpses of recollection
causing
i longed to be
actual
authentic
circling
raw, relentless, real
we could open each other up
tell each other what we really feel
to be vivid, ethereal
-marielle L
- Author: mariellewrites ( Offline)
- Published: November 26th, 2017 20:21
- Category: Unclassified
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