bottled water replicates you as i lie in a empty double
i tell myself i dont need to feel the touch of those blistered fingers
who have they touched
you got your escape
and ill always get mine
Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 5:37 PM UTC
bottled water replicates you as i lie in a empty double
i tell myself i dont need to feel the touch of those blistered fingers
who have they touched
you got your escape
and ill always get mine
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