Is there a place I cannot go without you..
Muted life..muted thots..
Muted knives..piercing thots..
As u r flushed out..
wat fills in ..
that despair...
.is a wailing wind..
cold and screaming..
everything that entangles the muddy mind..
was soiled in you..
Eyes brimmed, throat choked..
Another day - rain soaked.
Hdk
Muted life..muted thots..
Muted knives..piercing thots..
As u r flushed out..
wat fills in ..
that despair...
.is a wailing wind..
cold and screaming..
everything that entangles the muddy mind..
was soiled in you..
Eyes brimmed, throat choked..
Another day - rain soaked.
Hdk
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