yesterday she showed me her bruises pulled her sweater up underneath her breasts they were scattered 'cross her rib cage like a little patch of violet rorshach tests she said just 'cause i can't crawl inside you that doesn't mean i'm not your parasite she used to be so radiant so sexy when she laughed now her eyes look like gravesites as she speaks in epitaphsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
