Deleterious Effects
1 min readMay 5, 2020
I don’t have a story
I have a piece of heart
Like the blood of winged horses
They sing around the storm
Please, close the door when you leave
And do me a favor:
Disbelieve me
I don’t have a story
I have a piece of heart
Like the blood of winged horses
They sing around the storm
Please, close the door when you leave
And do me a favor:
Disbelieve me
Borboleta pousando na lua. Autora de Átomos Desfeitos (Editora Minimalismos) ~ Instagram: @maravanessatorres