chilly cove
i feel the blood on my throat
its rising and i can taste it like soap
the red bubbles are popping
and i go back to my room sulking
i wanna be your sweetheart
but i cant because my lungs are dying
theyre screaming for help so much times
as my thorns live to thrive my lungs, its alright
hanahaki, hanahaki
you blessed me so dearly
as i cough up your wonderful petals
ill live to see another day of rose metals...?
it's alright, I've reached the end of my lines
the end of my lines, or the end of my time?
well it's alright I'll see life through
don't worry cause my blue, you'll see me soon
karmic jungle
opaque lichen