CAPITAL LETTERS by Dani Leshgold
I’M COILED AROUND THE TIRES ON YOUR CAR I’M WRAPPED AROUND THE T-SHIRT YOU LEFT IN THE CORNER OF MY ROOM THE BLACK ONE YOU WORE ON THE DAY WITH THE FIREWORKS THEY WERE GOLD AND I COULD SEE THE GOLD IN YOUR EYES TOO EYES LIKE QUICKSAND I CAN’T GET OUT I’M LOST IN […]
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