i will wait for you
in the dark room i will wait for you
the candle already diminished
my makeup smeared across my face
by my naive tears
i will pull at my hair
and bite my lips
and the blood will form in the deep
of the scratches
on my forearms
why i will ask
do i keep waiting and waiting
when the milk is already sour
the candle already diminished
my makeup smeared across my face
by my naive tears
i will pull at my hair
and bite my lips
and the blood will form in the deep
of the scratches
on my forearms
why i will ask
do i keep waiting and waiting
when the milk is already sour
Labels: venus_von_flytrap
posted by venus_von_flytrap at 2:07 am
1 Comments:
o zaza you left youe sweatter here .. i do find the writting funny but i think is good . looking forward to our 121 . love x x
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