Prisoner of fire and bloodbath fevers
With mouthfuls of bourbon and trembling convictions
A lovers gaze upon her midnight *******
Wandering through starlight fields
A womb of silence holding the recipe to my tears
Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 11:11 PM UTC
Prisoner of fire and bloodbath fevers
With mouthfuls of bourbon and trembling convictions
A lovers gaze upon her midnight *******
Wandering through starlight fields
A womb of silence holding the recipe to my tears
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