We are the fallen the dropped and crawlin. We are, we are- the youth of the na-a-tion. We dream in rhymes and speak in colors. Baby close your eyes, you might just see me. Just maybe. If you really try
About Me
- Silly Rabitt
- Queer, Latina, bi cultural, Female, writer, poet, wise- -and these are just the things about me I cannot control.
Friday, September 21, 2018
Every conversation that I have with you in my head never lives up to reality. You were always so much more interesting in my mind. The longer you stay away, the more I miss you. It's only when you are here the illusion is shattered. Only when you speak and act and feel in my presence. Go away darling. But please come back.
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