I am tissy
Friday, December 22, 2017
Regret
It drapes
Brooding
Sickly
Sends pure shivers
Down my spine
Cloaked in evil
Stops my breathing
Withers in time
I wish that you would
Free my captive mind
I’m sorry for each mistake
Without you I fly
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