by MRS. B
WARNING: I have memories like landmines.

You cannot possibly walk carefully enough.

There are days I open my mouth and all that

Comes out is apologies. Days when I’m sorry

But you can’t fucking touch me.
by MRS. B
WARNING: I have memories like landmines.

You cannot possibly walk carefully enough.

There are days I open my mouth and all that

Comes out is apologies. Days when I’m sorry

But you can’t fucking touch me.
