Opiate glazed eyes in the florida sun. forced smiles bleed. neverending fatigue. noise comes from every direction. shut up. shut the fuck up please. it makes me wish i was deaf sometimes, just in love with the vibration of the floors, my only music, and water drops hitting my skin, the dirt falls on tiles making little paintings.
Yesterday my arms bled like joan of arc. why is she always here with me? leading me. teasing me, sending me little messages and dreams in the night.
I need sleep from this world i have made.
Love, Lily
Yesterday my arms bled like joan of arc. why is she always here with me? leading me. teasing me, sending me little messages and dreams in the night.
I need sleep from this world i have made.
Love, Lily
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you'd make a good joan d'arc.
i'd rather be deaf than blind. i don't think i could function without my sight.
such a good writer.