The desperation of drowning in a magnetic field,
Locking slice, steaming objects,
Identity of speaking mouths,
My past comes alive in my eyes now,
I don't know which wall to bang my head against,
And unlimited questions in my ear,
Who made you love me?
The desperation of drowning in a magnetic field,
My black feelings that hide your skin,
I see once again
The playful quarks of my patience stone,
And I take a deep sigh,
He's in that magnetic field while he's drowning.
Kayıt Tarihi : 5.9.2022 07:45:00
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