cluttered environment, salads gather at every corner. emotions dripping from my pores speaks of a story still left to be told. glued gems i think of carefully, nightly visits that i can't stand.
pondering back, where was my mind? must of tripped and fell into a mysterious field. glad i figured it out, a little help along the way.
ready for things to arrive, hoping i stay in control of each stain. humming to the rhythm that the days bring, and always counting each tile. touching bright ideas with my finger nail, wishing more than skin and bones.
i swim in pharmaceuticals~
Cluttered~
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