Lilith Etienne Castro
Я задыхаюсь.
Often, I'd find myself crying and not know why.
However, deep down and through the looking glass, I knew this to be a lie.
Forlorn, and estranged to my own heart, we'd touch the tears, taste…
Often, I'd find myself crying and not know why.
However, deep down and through the looking glass, I knew this to be a lie.
Forlorn, and estranged to my own heart, we'd touch the tears, taste…