Frantic
I'll be honest...I feel like I'm being dragged and my feet are cutting into the earth of dry dirt, trying to stop the trajectory but I'm not strong enough. I'm frantic. I'm scared. I'll be honest.
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i started off looking for love but realized i am the fraking definition of it me my poetry prose and single talk layer after layer of life I am love in los angeles damn it i am walking living lovable longitudes of Light
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