fatherfig

Slide away – and give it all you've got My today – fell in from the top

You need to find a way for what you want to say But before tomorrow

Maybe I just don't believe Maybe you're the same as me

Take that look from off your face You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

Throw your hands up if you agree with me

Some might say we will find a brighter day Some might say we will find a brighter day

Some might say they don't believe in heaven Go and tell it to the man who lives in hell

my ears were plugged when the family tree fell its quake shook me still

drifting, domestic my soft hands around endless sharp emotion bleed

you are doing great :)

duo

i googled "sites for young people who write poetry?"

I say, in matters of the rigo, treat yo' self. — Donna, Parks & Rec

Don't be sad bc sad backwards is das and das not rigo — LadyMysterio

someone tread on it the ice is thin here, stillness just a cute facade