TANGLED THOUGHTS
By. Taylor Strickland
In her sheer lace dress...thinking of you .She spins around her room...painted black and blue. The more she spins her thoughts do fly...out of her head and in to the sky. All her dreams splatter on the walls. On the contrary, Why think at all?
So depletable as she collapsed to the floor...Her thoughts continue to pour. So many things she wished and wanted for more. Her head is empty. She is waiting for you to fill it. You can make her yours and yet u still dont get it.
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