v a N e s s a m o N i Q u e |
u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n |
u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n g t h o u g h t s r u n n i n all of the above poems written by vms |
t o u c h . |
t o u c h . rushing in wearing thin colored skin it's just too much the chilling touch far too cold heart behold less than gold it's not enough hands too rough breakable shakeable mistakeable the outsides's wrong i don't belong take away what i want most i long to see i cannot be not today don't want your ghost i disagree i guarantee break me, don't save me, won't too much in the touch too much is enough i can't take it i will take it i won't take it |