on your knees, plead to the crow
take the blame and point to the foe
end up with nothing but eternal gnaw
you can’t flux a heart when there’s nothing to thaw
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 9:35 AM UTC
on your knees, plead to the crow
take the blame and point to the foe
end up with nothing but eternal gnaw
you can’t flux a heart when there’s nothing to thaw
121118 | ride home | december breeze
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