Will you still believe? When the cracks in the sidewalk break up the street? When salty tears fall like acidic rain? Fighting through the rumbling of stomach pain. I’m just curious… When the thunder strikes and things aren’t right? Will you be there? Bordering on the edge of nothingness and going nowhere. But in the cusp of the storm let a sista know that you still care.
Love always, Esha ❤
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