Blurry Hotel
I CAN'T THINK
WITH YOU IN THE ROOM
YOU FOG MY THOUGHTS
TURN ME
INTO SOMEONE ELSE
SOMETHING ELSE
I HAVE LOST IT ALL
I AM BELOW EMPTY
I CANNOT FILL THE VOID
I SEE ONLY PAIN
BEYOND THIS
SHARP
GLISTENING
HEARTACHE.
2015
Copyright © Tiffany Harvester | Year Posted 2018
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