Losing time, or lost We don’t know each other, but we hugged And it felt like home
Tag: grass
November 28, 2021
Drowning it all out Pulling grass blades with the swipe of my nail Piled and Waiting for the wind to borrow them for awhile
Losing time, or lost We don’t know each other, but we hugged And it felt like home
Drowning it all out Pulling grass blades with the swipe of my nail Piled and Waiting for the wind to borrow them for awhile
DoRee MelNic 