Written by Emily Harstone | October 4, 2016
The dark marinade gave her closure…
I’d walk a mile through water…
I’d walk a mile through water
Soiled angel, rising through the floor.
The kids can’t find me here.
Disenchanted with this party scenario, love
Her choices made, consequence be damned.
“I love you.” “Don’t. I’m damaged.”
Love Will Tear Us Apart Again.
In this darkness, she is praying.
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The dark marinade gave her closure…
I’d walk a mile through water…
I’d walk a mile through water
Soiled angel, rising through the floor.
The kids can’t find me here.
Disenchanted with this party scenario, love
Her choices made, consequence be damned.
“I love you.”
“Don’t. I’m damaged.”
Love Will Tear Us Apart Again.
In this darkness, she is praying.