I was asked to believe,
I must grow flowers in my lungs,
To prove im worthy
Of the air you breathe.
And you were only taught
To see the thorns that
Pierce through your skin
Each time I exhale.
What a funeral for love!!
I must grow flowers in my lungs,
To prove im worthy
Of the air you breathe.
And you were only taught
To see the thorns that
Pierce through your skin
Each time I exhale.
What a funeral for love!!






now I got a figure to think of when ur id pops up




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