tirsdag 24. februar 2026

glittering blood in sun ☆

The feeling I had of myself when I was young
when I was a teen
it all came back
The throbbing
The pounding
The moss and the rain
The gush of glittering blood in sun
And a feeling of my lungs expanding
So much life, so much exitement 
and so much pain

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becoming☆☆☆

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