emma

  • not again

    No, I’ll never be your first girlfriendAnd no, maybe I’ll not want to fold again.But what was it our tone,that… Read More

  • Poisoned

    Each time we have sex,I believe it’s romanticBecause my feeling unwed,Alludes this semantic.And is it early morningsWhere we part our… Read More

  • Food poisoning

    I’m not sure if I lay here,and feel the justly breeze,that my head will become lighter -and project love to… Read More

  • Fast

    And so you wanna ride fast forget all of your past Continue into a mystic of coloured dots or spots.I… Read More

  • and so long

    I’m sad you’ve nothing left,to give me more than lessI’ve become too sane to let your in-desires win in my… Read More

  • Why are you worried

    I have too much and nothing to do.I have been grasping at straws,looking for answers on why,all of a sudden,… Read More

  • How to be the perfect human

    Ever since I got on this bus,ever since I got on that planeever since I began saying my nameto people… Read More

  • Prick me

    how does my heart keep goingripping through paces foraging led worried.I don’t want sugar heartbe kinder stop looking feel deeper,… Read More

  • breathe

    I had a speechwritten a thousand times.on how I’d be better to attempt at tricking tries.there was no need for… Read More

  • Old champ

    We don’t love our pain we want anything but.Why is it always a homethat welcomes us into dust.What did it… Read More