hope in hell

that day which led to that tomorrow
and that cold sweat on my skin and
those nerves with a profound disgust
for you disappeared, abandoning me,
metamorphosed me into a lonely wolf,
a wolf carrying just sad emotions and
with all its hope in hell, — [period]

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs