R.I.P, iokera.
/ vines
𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦
𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴
(𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴) 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝟭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝟮
𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘪
𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘸𝘯
𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦
𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦
𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘦
𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯
𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘺, 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵
𝘴𝘬𝘺, 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦
arms around your naked heart (visions)
the flora haunts you in the very best way
traveling I compress display the
more I shake the more our bones break (and I’m hardly bound)
fingers guide my eyes in this strange forest
can’t believe you came for us, can’t believe you came for us (and you’re the heart of the ground)
envision stars as the heart of the blades soaring
eyes always parting the storm (𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦)
𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶
eyes always parting the storm (𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴)
𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝟭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝟮
𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝟭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝟮, 𝟭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝟮
and do the angels tell tales to make me wide awake?
the weeping willows celestials hidden in display
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