Jan 8, 2024
THE CRYPT ORCHID
Not raising his flag
never a feeling of worth
no one owes you son
Not an iota
no one hears the breaking heart
like dying inside
Sad is mine tonight
a porcupine is in bed
quills piercing my heart
THE CRYPT ORCHID
Not raising his flag
never a feeling of worth
no one owes you son
Not an iota
no one hears the breaking heart
like dying inside
Sad is mine tonight
a porcupine is in bed
quills piercing my heart
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