Loculus
(Indisponível)
Sunset orange
Dripped through my
Patterned soul
Set your sites
Obligated to recognize, reasoning and compromise
This is not what I intended
Room is filled with emptiness, just to kill my tolerance
This in not what I wanted
Lift the love
Pour me out
Strain virus
Now I'm won
Remembering a birth of hatred
The thought of you has broken years
I pray for loss of memory
Still haven't found a way to crush my feelings
Sailing down a red river, hands are drifting through the water
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