Ever since you left,
the air tastes of rust
and even the sun
stares at me in disgust.
Aug 9, 2025
Aug 9, 2025 at 4:37 AM UTC
Ever since you left,
the air tastes of rust
and even the sun
stares at me in disgust.
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