the shorts that are meant to be bad: but hey, i was very in my feelings.
If I held on to your pressure, would I have mattered in release?
Baking in the your sun, now freezing in vain
In vain, I loved you, in lust trusted you
Your thumb turned down, and up you went
Pasted in fury, dead marigolds for peace
I have fallen for you, now left in spite.