One last breath ’til the tears start to wither
always. every time.
Well except that cracked window stuff.
So don’t run from it.
Run with it.
This is not an act and this performance is not for you
but don’t mistake for broken
“I’m yellow he is blue it’s nothing we that could hide we made a green meadow whenever we would collide”
I will cry it out
People always think of a young person when such a subject comes up, but our society has no use for us seniors.
I still feel you
I’m not interested in getting paid for my art. I have other methods of feeding myself.
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