Poems from LillianMills

Even when things don't go our way I crave you more and more every day  Intoxicated by your smell Addicted to your touch... Maybe it's not...
pressure is physical reality is suffocating pain becomes reality mentally im breaking i sleep thirteen hours just numbing my brain pick out...
Too much built up and boiled over,  Triggered by cold front each first is worst yearly, I die. Too much  built up and boiled over,...
nothing matters  watch as life goes on  shatter in shadow until the rise of dawn scream into the void deaf to the broken left destroyed...
It's truly a talent of mine  seeing the best in the worst people drawing love from unloving people convincing myself of impossibility   It'...

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