Apr 2019
The story of you is a tale of woe—
I collected her things, all safely been stown.
When we first met, my mother taught me to sew,
and with your blood, I must let her go.
I collected her things, all safely been stown.
When we first met, my mother taught me to sew,
and with your blood, I must let her go.
Idk what this means. It kinda means nothing
