You snapped me out of a trance, and with confusion swarming the muddle of your deepest brown eyes, you asked me in earnest: “Why the pale face?”. Death is near. The flowers keep pilingcontinue <3
You snapped me out of a trance, and with confusion swarming the muddle of your deepest brown eyes, you asked me in earnest: “Why the pale face?”. Death is near. The flowers keep pilingcontinue <3