The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me
And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was
The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones
The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon
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kiwifalante
Jan 20, 2022 04:45PM
Gente vou fazer um imagine do dabi ai eu quero saber se vcs querer com hot ou um cap mais softView all Conversations