In broken speech. You tricked me on shaky ground. Don't tell me. . It feels like walking on rusty nails. But the pain's not mine. . Where we collide. Down is the only way out.
In broken speech. You tricked me on shaky ground. Don't tell me. . It feels like walking on rusty nails. But the pain's not mine. . Where we collide. Down is the only way out.