shape me
like clay,
a mold of emptiness
waiting for your hands
shape me
'til I'm her
so you won't be able
to replace me again
YOU ARE READING
❝We were living minds with dying hearts.❞
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shape me
like clay,
a mold of emptiness
waiting for your hands
shape me
'til I'm her
so you won't be able
to replace me again
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