SOUL SEARCHING

ST
ST
Sep 9, 2018 · 1 min read

Put your money where your lust is.

Let me sing my sorrows in the rain.


The melancholy.

The pain.


The sex.

The game.


Sippin’ on this bottle.

‘Til my soul feels lame.


This ain’t love on the brain.

You can’t keep me locked in your frame.

-ST & SK

ST

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I’d rather put pen to paper, because talk is cheap. I write not to please, but to stun. Instagram: @love_lust_loss Photo credit: Jack Vettriano

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