Aug 2015
Like those who have gotten too accustomed to the heat
That cold sickens them and weakens their bones
You have become a part of me
After you I'm a rotten soul
That cold sickens them and weakens their bones
You have become a part of me
After you I'm a rotten soul
The heat, like being with you, is a struggle, but one that made me who I am today and without it I'm lost and soon enough, dead.
