Enough.
I know times are tough,
.. but me, I am enough.
Reckless.
This is how you act..
falling in love with a high contact.
Alone.
In a crowded room, with the loudest voice.. trapped and stripped of any choice.
Foolish.
I believed in love, but for you
.. there’s just the drugs.
- Authors: silverlinings
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- Finished: December 24th, 2017 11:00
- Limit: 4 stanzas
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- Category: Love
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