You’re tornado
You’re an avalanche, an abyss
You’re an angel, you’re demon, and you’re a beast
You’re worse
You’re far from bottomless
You are a violet flow of water from the mountains/
It’s a war!
You’re crazy, cunning,
You’re clumsy, you’re night-stormy
You are alone
That’s what you need, and so is not available
You love that lives on the tip of the eyelashes
Sep 24, 2025
Sep 24, 2025 at 8:15 AM UTC
You’re tornado
You’re an avalanche, an abyss
You’re an angel, you’re demon, and you’re a beast
You’re worse
You’re far from bottomless
You are a violet flow of water from the mountains/
It’s a war!
You’re crazy, cunning,
You’re clumsy, you’re night-stormy
You are alone
That’s what you need, and so is not available
You love that lives on the tip of the eyelashes
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