+ Song
by tiffani zii
you were a buttona raisea flickering phasesmudge on the grounddirt on my faceyou could not face yourselfbad for my health lacking my taste hot leatherburning desirechemical codeour weaknesses spoke simply a bad choiceto fall for your voiceparaded in my mindsick full of lies dead to me nowfrom heavyweight gownsgaslighting hipsto drip intolerance I gave up in the endwanting to winthe last round.
+ Love, Personal Growth, Song
by tiffani zii
the blood it riversthe blood it writes me downevery second of the dayI will always think of you you crept inside like a warm deceaseyou never let me – be me
by tiffani zii
sheets were always sweaty between usI mean it in a metaphorical waysometimes you’d demand mecertain things you liked me to say good girl never fit my billyou used to tell me how to make it better for youthat’s the kind of shit that sent my body thrills
by tiffani zii
heaven was a visionI dreamt of 40 timesnothing sufficedthe life or thirst I rendered.
by tiffani zii
sitting in front of a familiar door and feeling nothingit’s interesting because I used to feel-feel it every day
by tiffani zii
hey babe I’ll be out –opening doors for myselfand finding new beautyto be grateful for
by tiffani zii
I’m on an island AND EVERYTHING I’m WRITING IS ANOTHER TEAR OF SILENCEwho rides down
by tiffani zii
the objective is to continueto look back and discoverthat I have been many peoplein one lifeto understand that changeis possible Spanish version: cambio es posible el objetivo es continuarmirar atrás y descubrirque he sido mucha genteen una vidapara entender que el cambioes posible
by tiffani zii
somehow we’re carried along in and out of situations in different places between multiple characters of things and people.all along we are left imprints and leave imprints —know answers or know nothing.
+ Song
by tiffani zii
old doors a ruinwhere did your soulwalk to dresses dryingin the lawn
by tiffani zii
feeling and it feels goodwhen the season of the airchanges with the season of my life feeling beautiful
by tiffani zii
there was a faint knock on the bedroom door that crept up the wall, inside my ears, and into my dream.the knock raddled the door making noises and it felt so real,with the presence of you screaming at me in my dream. again, the knock hit rising louder and my head turned the pillowi suddenly woke up and opened my eyes, widelooking at the … Read More noises circa ’16
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