You smoke out your fears and insecurities while dropping vulnerabilities on the roads you cross and I sit beside river, staring and murmuring, plotting and organizing my priorities and fears. / Full Piece In Caption / I know I don't believe in terms like sweven neither do I burn cigarettes and exhale a part of me, my day, buried parts, ashes and extracts but I see you, building your vision without canvases. You smoke out your fears and insecurities while dropping vulnerabilities on the roads you cross and I sit beside river, staring and murmuring,
