130 Quotes About Last-sext

They eat me to a sky until I'm gone from meThey swallow all my voices cold and drillThey hollow me out for all the good secrets

What kind of thing would orphan a mindWas it the abyssWith its infinite carvesOr the everywhere of gravesThat said I was alone

Even if we have to leave the EarthI will find you a home

I thought there were twoThe good voiceAnd my voiceI thought the good voice was buriedAnd I would have to digUnder my voiceWhich is glittery and coldTo get there

And the women have not stopped cryingThroughout history

The stars don't give a shit

Watch me go up in the sky I doNow I'm falling into the ocean

You gave me only drops of what I want

I wanted to haulI wanted to harbor your wreckStop not blowing the conch