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Versuri The suit, the elevator shaft
- Avery, Underwater

i'd cup my hands to keep you here. burdened upon the stone i lay before you to kneel and pray as we separate. through space we find a way to exhale in passion that keeps us loaded. irrational thought that we could be perfect. so don't come outside my window, break, and say that this was meant to end. i will burn the way out of my sins to break you in. and consciously an effort filled with dying commoners and lying quills. don't you dare escape expecting me to shame and hang my head for love. i will never base my feelings for you on 4 letters you wrote to make yourself feel kind. you never parted. you wear your skirts like mood rings. keep them as short as your patience. i'll take what's left. donate it as if scripture. she said she can't bring promise. watch as this becomes all too typical.