1 minute read
so many white horses
from patchwork hearts
the streetlights penetrate the sheer-white curtains only barely, we are existing in a half-darkness, superfluous— i could recreate the lines of your face in pitch black.
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1 minute read
from patchwork hearts
the streetlights penetrate the sheer-white curtains only barely, we are existing in a half-darkness, superfluous— i could recreate the lines of your face in pitch black.
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