Hannah Flowersyou have a monopoly on beauty
but i love you when you're ugly too
you had a bad day and you relapsed
and now you're crying in my room
you keep telling me you're sorry
don't know why you act the way you do
brushing your hair and repeating myself
i'll say it until you know it's true
you don't have to smile around me
i'll hold your hand because you're 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