the marrow's hollowed out from my bones
I'm a walking blade of grass
i keep blowing in the wind
and falling on my ass
my muscles are so weak
i can't open up my mouth
i wouldn't if i could
I've shut up, inside and out
About Me
- vanessa
- I've got a lot going on inside this head of mine. And the only way to figure it out is to lay it out.
Days Go By and Still I Think of You
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