Notes App Poem: 3
Dec 29, 2021
Pacer
there once was a girl who paced
up and down the hall.
she raced thoughts
trapped in walls
made of flesh and bone.
I watched her roam
from within myself.
Pacer
there once was a girl who paced
up and down the hall.
she raced thoughts
trapped in walls
made of flesh and bone.
I watched her roam
from within myself.
