LuoirM
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01:30 -> 4:00 | July 8th, 2024
The woman I worshipped came,
She would stand in the wind, wearing a scarf
She would stand in the snow, dressed in black.
She would stand on the hill, looking at me.
She would exist, yet we would never breathe at the same frequency.
I have killed and died for her.
Snow in the yellow street.
I have no more wish than to die by her hands.
The woman I worshipped came,
She would stand in the wind, wearing a scarf
She would stand in the snow, dressed in black.
She would stand on the hill, looking at me.
She would exist, yet we would never breathe at the same frequency.
I have killed and died for her.
Snow in the yellow street.
I have no more wish than to die by her hands.
