August
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I massacred the afternoon
To the sound of rain drumming against parked cars.
I drenched myself in desperate colors for you.
I was dripping for your sympathy.
I wear this weakness on my sleeve.
I'd like to put you on. I'd like to wear you out.
Solitary day. Forgive me for the blood you shed.
City of night-Hear my footsteps.
They echo through these empty streets.
Står/sitter på IKEA parkeringen o nynar på Steal your words-Sundowner
To the sound of rain drumming against parked cars.
I drenched myself in desperate colors for you.
I was dripping for your sympathy.
I wear this weakness on my sleeve.
I'd like to put you on. I'd like to wear you out.
Solitary day. Forgive me for the blood you shed.
City of night-Hear my footsteps.
They echo through these empty streets.
Står/sitter på IKEA parkeringen o nynar på Steal your words-Sundowner
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