Hannah Flowershow many ways are there to say it?
i've waited my whole life for you
budding and hoping to bloom
a witch without her magic broom
buried my head in the sandy blue
and i would wait another life or two
if it was what i had to do
just to catch a glimmer of you
what once was sacred is cursed perhaps it could be worse the temple at which i’d pray overrun now by this wraith my messiah led me astray that’s what you get with blind faith my friends were also fool
can you feel me looking at you? can you hear me whisper to the moon? in the same way i felt you refrain heard the breaking of these chains as i tried to hold onto your frame after i had been an earthq
you asked me to meet you in a dream yes, i will, i replied swiftly for a moment’s pleasure seems far more important than honesty. have you ever watched a mushroom grow? some have spores which, at nigh