strike a chord.

shamble.

Paper, White as snow
Pen, black as sin

As it met dark ink sank deep into it's miniscule ridges

The first line for confusion
The second curve for doubt
The third stroke for helplessness

And the rest driven by naked turmoil.

I'd call it a disarray.

It's one of those days.

I'm having one of those days where my worries meet no bounds
One of those days where it gets so heavy that it just flats out
Those days where I wanna bury myself in a muse
Days where I know I can't
Where only God understands

I wouldn't like to buy a vowel please.

My verification slip read: $370

How much did yours read?

I've calculated the cost
and have came to a conclusion,

Not Worth.
I got cheated of my money.

Im payin 370
for an infamous vowel coupled with a social-life exterminator

okai okai i promise the next post will not be about O's

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