those flowers are still
in the back of my mind
they shattered everything
that i had inside
the fever and my chapped lips
i try but i can't forget;
your name is a whisper
and hers is a death wish
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Nada aqui faz sentido
RandomUm quase diário. Todos os sentimentos e fragmentos de memórias que eu queria entender - ou destruir. Meias verdades, mentiras inteiras e tudo aquilo que eu não sei como dizer.
fever thoughts
those flowers are still
in the back of my mind
they shattered everything
that i had inside
the fever and my chapped lips
i try but i can't forget;
your name is a whisper
and hers is a death wish
