Notes
IV—Arsenic
You are a shadow, wreathed in the judgmentof darkened cathedrals, bloodied rose gardens,sacramental souls lying scattered on the floor.
And I, I am frightened by your scent like opium, like rust in the rain.
— Kristina Costa
IV—Arsenic
You are a shadow, wreathed in the judgmentof darkened cathedrals, bloodied rose gardens,sacramental souls lying scattered on the floor.
And I, I am frightened by your scent like opium, like rust in the rain.
— Kristina Costa
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