Crosses are
Sing taste
Cosmic
Cold target
Hope to wait
Exist without freedom
We miss your hands.
Night Light
Each cell abstract
I have seen in
A suit your tragedy.
I feel that I will find you
Or will I recognize you
Wife of a volcanic sadness.
Skin atomic honey
Do not try to love without me.
Cover me in the guilt of your home.
Night Light
Each cell abstract
I have seen in
A suit your tragedy.
Crosses are Sing taste Cosmic Cold target Hope to wait Exist without freedom We miss your hands.
Night Light Each cell abstract I have seen in A suit your tragedy.
I feel that I will find you Or will I recognize you Wife of a volcanic sadness. Skin atomic honey Do not try to love without me. Cover me in the guilt of your home.
Night Light Each cell abstract I have seen in A suit your tragedy.