

4:44 She awoke to soft ground again__4:44 by ~i-vomit-couture
Winter isn't meant to be like this, and hearts aren't meant to mend this slowly.
The humidity seeps into her system, clouds that trying mind.
Silly hellos to simple people who are too self absorbed to look into her eyes. They'd glimpse at the soaking sorrow. And maybe some are too timid. Timid. To tell a girl to smile more often.
All those sighs, they shake through your tired body; you'll hear them when you
can't lift your head from the
magnetic pillow.
The sadness, it stays in your bones.
Mixes with the marrow and enters into every molecule your being has to offer. Every once in a while your being cri
I Have a N E W D.A
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Sex, chips & rock'n'roll.
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With a gun barrel between your teeth you speak only in vowels.
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