The world is full of boring but the seasons in perfect harmony
with each other.
I went to bless myself today and I tried my hardest
to listen to the ways they swore I could be saved
but the only thing on my mind was how your lips had not
tasted like corruption and they way you held my hand
was the only heaven I needed.
Bonsoir!
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