1A Poem by Sophia Moosmann
My parent's argument staggers onto the highway
While I'm bleeding out in the back seat And I look at them, wondering If the blood only rushes out, Why does the heart continue to beat? © 2015 Sophia Moosmann |
StatsAuthorSophia MoosmannAbout16 year old writer Writing is my breathing. "I've been in Hollywood Hills taking violet pills, writing all of my songs about my cheap thrills." more..Writing
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