wicked gonna come

a hundred bottles line the shore
enough to reflect on my sky your fantasy
enough to harden my time
enough to guide my darkness to your sun
enough to know one's wicked gonna come
enough you to feel me I'm better than you

πŸ“Έ credit — Aesthetics

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