донданте 10 февр. 2020 в 04:17
when I was a child
i rend my tongue distraught
as a child
i killed my thoughts and bored with a bough
in my spiracle
when I was a child
fears pushed me hard
in my head, in my neck, in my chest, in my waist
i never loved
i still beg
please help me
i was a child i was a child i was a child i was a child
I am a child
