Fade
I sat in my own skin like a guest overstaying— the coffee soured, the sky forgot its blue, and I no longer cared what came next.
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I sat in my own skin like a guest overstaying— the coffee soured, the sky forgot its blue, and I no longer cared what came next.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets