havana.rama:
Baby's got her ideals.
havana.rama:
Her claws.
havana.rama:
Leaving the walls desaturated.
havana.rama:
Artic blossom.
havana.rama:
Daydreaming is all I have.
havana.rama:
An arms length could save me.
havana.rama:
The smirk.
havana.rama:
A cluster of damaged hope.
havana.rama:
Breath and breathing.
havana.rama:
Earthly bound.