Dont Touch My Head For It May Pop
Friday, August 13, 2010
Ana, my baby
Have my cake in this small room
cloudy and dusty, just grey
aren't i cured yet?
i should ask but just sigh
Another year feels like ten
how long have i been in this place
never to go home again
will i get out in the end?
Taylor A. Olson
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