Ink bleeds deeper when pressed hard. Soaks through paper and leaves stains on the table. You don't look how I pictured. You don't look quite how I remember. I'll tell myself "I cannot surround me" But some smiles both resurrect and drain the life from me. I don't tell you everything. It's heartless, The pictures remind me I'm calloused to smiles.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
