#iv. ( &. zaynab / whocanretell ) : you would be lobelia on my tongue for the rest of my life

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Tag drop ft. dynamics / connections pt. 5

iii. ( nikolai / whalefelled ) : a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea

iv. ( &. nikolai / whalefelled ) : love takes off the masks we fear we cannot live without &. know we cannot live within

iii. ( wylan / whalefelled ) : the light is dim &. you are only just beginning

iv. ( &. wylan / whalefelled ) : me &. you had a long walk home so we decided not to cry

iii. ( zaynab / whocanretell ) : i heard you singing in the cinnamon fern &. thought you were beautiful

iv. ( &. zaynab / whocanretell ) : you would be lobelia on my tongue for the rest of my life

iii. ( arthur / critica1success ) : rage &. ruin ; sorrow etched into the space where bone meets muscle

iv. ( &. arthur / critica1success ) : god forgives ; i don't

iii. ( ada / critica1success ) : burn down the house in search of yourself

iv. ( &. ada / critica1success ) : truth &. beauty are wonderful words but shrapnel is shrapnel

#iii. ( nikolai / whalefelled ) : a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea #iv. ( &. nikolai / whalefelled ) : love takes off the masks we fear we cannot live without &. know we cannot live within #iii. ( wylan / whalefelled ) : the light is dim &. you are only just beginning #iv. ( &. wylan / whalefelled ) : me &. you had a long walk home so we decided not to cry #iii. ( zaynab / whocanretell ) : i heard you singing in the cinnamon fern &. thought you were beautiful #iv. ( &. zaynab / whocanretell ) : you would be lobelia on my tongue for the rest of my life #iii. ( arthur / critica1success ) : rage &. ruin ; sorrow etched into the space where bone meets muscle #iv. ( &. arthur / critica1success ) : god forgives ; i don't #iii. ( ada / critica1success ) : burn down the house in search of yourself #iv. ( &. ada / critica1success ) : truth &. beauty are wonderful words but shrapnel is shrapnel