Laura GráJan 12, 20201 min readRed sail Updated: Jan 13, 2020 My sky is bleedingUnder the scarred wounds,My memories are sailingOn my soul tunes.Rivers of hot seasonsFlowing into my skin,Shattered all the reasonsOf drowning you in.
My sky is bleedingUnder the scarred wounds,My memories are sailingOn my soul tunes.Rivers of hot seasonsFlowing into my skin,Shattered all the reasonsOf drowning you in.
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