I don't love myselfI just use and abuse myself, so you don't have to do itDon't let this pain in my voice fool you, I'm okay by myselfYou got me used to, being by myselfI tough this pain out, all by myself #BLKHearts
¿Alguna vez te despertaste con la sensación de haber soñado intensamente, pero al esforzarte por recordar cada imagen todo se desvaneció en un instante?
Kherson's poetry is supple, lean and always chasing after something, like a young dog, not yet tired of unfulfilled hopes of smelling something completely unusual.
