momochiloves : Writing

Poisonous arrow.

Poisonous arrow.

A Poem by momochiloves


My mom likes to mold me to fit in when I'm never really gonna be normal... Sorry so just continue smoking and thinking of hold to make me perfect.
Baby

Baby

A Poem by momochiloves
Fade away, baby I'm okay.

Fade away, baby I'm okay.

A Poem by momochiloves


Have you ever had a moment where you just wante to burst into tears but didn't know why? When your life feels so perfect but yet something in you hear..

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