Conteverde
28 may 21
DeRank ™: 10,28
Diaframma - Ultimo boulevard
The night road 🌙
Winds drunken with rain
Hearts speak to the thorns, 🌹 Stinging like childhood cries.
In this morning that severs the withered veins
I find lines I had lost And I find words I thought had been thrown on the water But they were the ones that found me....
The night road 🌙
Winds drunken with rain
Hearts speak to the thorns, 🌹 Stinging like childhood cries.
In this morning that severs the withered veins
I find lines I had lost And I find words I thought had been thrown on the water But they were the ones that found me....
DeBaser says
right now