Trust

Is a sparkling glass

Once it’s broken

the pieces big or small

Cut fingers

Leaving prints

But in time

Cut will heal

But you got to wash it real

So please

Let us wash our cut and heal

Let us all get healed

Please

Please

Please

I’m washing mine

With tears

You want me

Wash yours?

It’s okay.

You don’t have

to say please

Please beautiful 🙏

Please 🙏

I’m not in school.

I’m not in banks.

I’m not in gym.

I’m in my back Serta

Lying Tall

In fluffy heels

Ugly But Bare And True

How about you?

Love you always😘

This Bipolar Me😘

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