inside bed
groans i can
hear the rain outside
painfully wintering and
the shifts covers her (the hands between)
sighing erupt palefully spiders incandescent
the notmoon doesn't its light and outside i can hear
the rain(painfully)
i can hear
(and outside)
painfully it's rain
(and wintering)
i can hear.
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
inside bed
groans i can
hear the rain outside
painfully wintering and
the shifts covers her (the hands between)
sighing erupt palefully spiders incandescent
the notmoon doesn't its light and outside i can hear
the rain(painfully)
i can hear
(and outside)
painfully it's rain
(and wintering)
i can hear.
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