she has etched summertime's creations between
our hands that refuse to part.
daylight begs for a crack to seep through,
but here we stand.
her & i,
in the chasm of our morbid love.
sixteen - pull me to hades.
she has etched summertime's creations between
our hands that refuse to part.
daylight begs for a crack to seep through,
but here we stand.
her & i,
in the chasm of our morbid love.
