soothing, forgetting who you are, clouds cover up the stars. seclusion, be colorblind to art. cant stand when we're apart. but I dont mean to hurt you more than what I need, im sorry

moving, candle wont shine far, or light my drying heart. losing, my face twisting, bizarre, becoming grimoire. and I fall into the cotton bed above, in the autumn

autumn

darkneowoke trve american fakecelcore nothing is real quadrillions must watermark

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autumn

treebones