Neviem, či som svätá, ale niečo mi visí nad hlavou. Bombrlce sa hojdajú vo vire
Iveta Bachnakova
a canopy of stars
muffles the crying of trees
smothering their screams as they burn
We are waiting
And waiting
for the stars to leave
and for the sun
to come and smother
the truth
Somebody
I like how the canopy procters your from the sun radiation. Also gives you a some of privacy and you can enjoy your drink in your own garden. That`s fantastic.
Ana
bro what even is that like idek. i think it’s the thing that people paint on. wait. thats a canvas. wait anni says that its a tree thing. i think it might even be a big piece of fabric. this thing is dumb. why isnt the timer finishing yet.
Neviem, či som svätá, ale niečo mi visí nad hlavou. Bombrlce sa hojdajú vo vire
a canopy of stars
muffles the crying of trees
smothering their screams as they burn
We are waiting
And waiting
for the stars to leave
and for the sun
to come and smother
the truth
I like how the canopy procters your from the sun radiation. Also gives you a some of privacy and you can enjoy your drink in your own garden. That`s fantastic.
bro what even is that like idek. i think it’s the thing that people paint on. wait. thats a canvas. wait anni says that its a tree thing. i think it might even be a big piece of fabric. this thing is dumb. why isnt the timer finishing yet.