Shell Casings

Promised asylum is what you offered, Insecurity made it awkward. Voices speaking in deprivation, Believing it was even an option. Presuming you were the fucking grail, Pulling my long blonde ponytail. Consuming my fabricated purity, Assuming I was subsidiarity. Ammunition for the betrayal, Our minds have never been stable. Bodies thirsting for it; Trying toContinue reading “Shell Casings”