привет я лиза вапити!

infp 4w5 458 фэвл

am i cold? i cannot tell
have i fallen or am i falling down the stairwell?
oh, the cadence of the glow
concussive flashes of distant memories
good god, i feel your hands on me

in the dying of the light
my aggressor runs under the lamps
morning light, they'll get to see
the crime committed on me

душ || вк || лор
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