Chanel

The Last Goodbye
 
I can’t seem to shake off winter,
Not the snow from my shoulders or the real goodbye I ever wrote
 
Please I Have Food In My Refrigerator Older Than You Are
Get Over Yourself!
 
 
She´s Beautifully Broken-
 
You Fell For The Dirt Trapped In The City´s Tongue,
For The Bloodlust Of Headlights And The Chase Of Bodies That Were Never Yours