Roasting death,
Stealing memories,
startling days,
crunchy tan
futures with super balloons
crushing light creepers.
Roasting death,
Stealing memories,
startling days,
crunchy tan
futures with super balloons
crushing light creepers.
Death, Depression, Poems, Poetry, Shadorma
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