Do you'll miss me?
If i run away through the mountains just to become water from the river?
Do you'll come here to see me flow? to compare myself with your vains blood?
Purple, green, grey?
Do you'll swim into me?
Do you'll jump to my crib?
My serenade, velvet lover,
I would crumble like a blowing star,
If you please.
But now, it's time to let it go, slip, i'm under, glorious benedicting water.
May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 1:20 AM UTC
Do you'll miss me?
If i run away through the mountains just to become water from the river?
Do you'll come here to see me flow? to compare myself with your vains blood?
Purple, green, grey?
Do you'll swim into me?
Do you'll jump to my crib?
My serenade, velvet lover,
I would crumble like a blowing star,
If you please.
But now, it's time to let it go, slip, i'm under, glorious benedicting water.
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