Slice of life
when I am running
Out of phase
with time.
I try to catch up
With me, myself.
The forgotten identity
Lost in your love.
Rising from the slumber
Of lonely pregnant nights
Adamant to break rules
And living unbound.
Slice of life
when I am running
Out of phase
with time.
I try to catch up
With me, myself.
The forgotten identity
Lost in your love.
Rising from the slumber
Of lonely pregnant nights
Adamant to break rules
And living unbound.
Really nice + I like the colors of the picture
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Thankyou..
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Lovely pregnant thoughts… a lovely line.
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