i hope you do okayi hope your god follows through all the wayi hope you find loveeven joyi hope there's nothing more you're searching forbut if notyou..
the girl in whiteflowers in handpraising sanitypraising that mana dandelion darlingalways tries to see the lightbrags about redemptionin the steeple's..
tomorrow's a sundayi should have known alreadybut nights are getting lonelysince sin let you leave.i'm starting to rememberthe messages i used to flee..
youth is a thing with wingsalways evolving; blossoming.youth is a thing we hate to lovewe try things we don't even know the name of.but we seek things..
wicked snakesinvade a placei used to goto escapewhite turned graya dirty shadebut still there isanother daywhy should i remainin a place so vaina hypo..