The world drips in tinges of redLike rain on painted rosesAnxiety eats at the pit of her stomachAnd she wonders what to do with it allShe’s mad but even if understandableIt’s still uselessShe sitsAnd she waitsAnd watches the world melt away in red Sorry this took so long! ❤
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