If I could I would
stay up 'til the early hours of the morning to paint on my canvas
roll in the colors until my room is entirely splattered with red and black paint...
Anger Lust Turmoil Defeat
why has it come to this for me?
why do I lay here Hot Cold
Come here, Baby, let me fuck your lights out
Torn with inside tears and feelings so plain
so much
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