You want to be pure again. You call yourself an angel, a lamb, an innocent baby. But the color pink doesn't wash away sin, and rosaries don't make you any less scared of God. [...] You are a dirty broken angel.
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Porcelain Heart ✶...
I want to go home, I want to go home, but what I mean, what I'm grasping for, is not a place, it's a feeling...