To Write Love On Her Arms


Feed a pigeon,
Breed a rat.
A survivor is born.
One for one.

Love stories suck but
All love that has not friendship
Is like a mansion
Built upon the sand.

There’s nothing that keeps
Its youth
But a tree and truth
Shit happens
So get over it

Real talk
Remind yourself
Keep calm
Time heals almost everything.


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