Dominic Riccitello
Jul 18, 2016

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stub of a toe to the door of your heart how it bleeds with creed essentials i lost sway with the wind we go forth finding ourselves in a fort of love forks bending a heart worth nothing sliding with edges tunes i couldn’t mend i see you twirl in a heart of stone while the gold glistens and you stray from path i hurl to your eve feel you a lovely ease it used to be it was (ease)