Adam and Naive
Dark Wood Artist
Something orbits nothing to make you wholeMustn't let me be your artist or I'm gonna make you mineTrust and let your own two hands draw your body up from grassComing out from the dark wood your dark grayIs just shade to meWhat did my artist mean?When the wet snow tinged your gold hair a dark blueDid you think of meThe way I dream of you?Feet took you to the cold walk for four daysA gift I gave: the whole truthOr a card I played
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