The oceans rose sang about decay
The witches flew and the mermaids stayed
Full of dreams you overslept
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Thantophobia
It seems as if my head crack on the concrete, my secrets pouring onto the street for you
Art Hoe
random thoughts I found in my journal :)
most of these are probably Shit tbh
I'm in love with my sadness
