Spill
Starve the mouth when its the soul thats hungry
Push the pen until the fingers bleed
Crack open the chest baring the inner world
Neverminding the possibility of being left empty
I will always spill myself for you
Copyright © Kelly Hawkins | Year Posted 2024
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