Nervously taking a
When the heartbeats, are turning into apart streets.
,,Since every sideway you looked", people might thought, no, I watched my feet.
My feet.
I watched.
No i looked at them.
Yes, I wasn't searching in scare anymore.
Since, the streets are filled with owow trees.
And a lot of bees.
They hurt.
But why do they hurt when they later die?
Ah, to enjoy the taste, shall I too?
Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024
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