Don't waste your finger Don't touch the face. Time is so stupid and my blind coffee too. Why waiting you ? while i can stand up and fly away away from my deserted heart away from your windows and skies.. O your lips: the killing fields. throne of thousands of demons. The perfect tools of sadness. For a while close your body open my soul. Your Hand is under my moon but you prefer my teeth. Pain is pink like your underwear. pink like my blind coffee.Birth sign: Leo
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