in shades of greige | and i sound like an infant, feeling like the very last drops of an ink pen. a greater woman stays cool but i howl like a wolf at the moon and I look unstable, gathered with a coven round a sorceress' table. a greater woman has faith, but even statues crumble if they're made to wait/ i'm so afraid i sealed my fate - no sign of soulmates. i'm just a paperweight in shades of greige, spending my last coin so someone will tell me it'll be ok