I'll sprout out love and spread them all over your guts and make you beg for more babe.
it'll help you sustenance and it'll help you receive and mend your untoxic mind,
they'll give you the ability to be more detached, they'll also sprout through your vessels and they'll form a flower with a beige vivid colour in your tenderness heart
YOU ARE READING
his nonchalant coex
Poetryshes still trying to regain her rotted submissive affections
