O how the vultures circle…
O why it could not be simple…
O HOW we dream of a miracle…
O why it could not be simple…
God, couldn’t give in a little?
No kiss left… Nothing left for the middle.
-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes
www.madamchryzl.com
O how the vultures circle…
O why it could not be simple…
O HOW we dream of a miracle…
O why it could not be simple…
God, couldn’t give in a little?
No kiss left… Nothing left for the middle.
-Madamchryzl-
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