sofia (
raspberrys) wrote2025-09-01 05:16 pm
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the doors are all closed, we peer through key holes
tucked away in a place where flowers can't grow
your skin turns to dust in my hands
and i'm left holding onto a pile of sand
tucked away in a place where flowers can't grow
your skin turns to dust in my hands
and i'm left holding onto a pile of sand