We Feed Like Crows
We feed like crows
The way we pick and pull at the scraps that life has dealt us
Anxious and demanding and fighting for whatever there is to spare
While the foxes hunt and overpower
They take and take and take
And we are left to clean up whatever they left behind
More Posts from Littlecigs and Others
I think I'll always need other people more than they need me. I'm so helpless
Having to live a future you didn’t think you’d be alive for is so fucking hard
I dread these halls like the hand of God.
I don't want this to be real.
"i would die for you" this, "i'd walk through fire for you that"
what about "i'd live for you" romances? what about "i never thought i'd be worth the work it would take to piece myself together"?
what about "i don't believe i'm worth it, but for you i'll try"
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21F & tired. my old poems are seriously so bad. idk what this is turning into. I just want someone to talk to. open dms
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