The sky is bleeding
Red hues like blood on water
Perhaps Gods wounded
How does it work?
Oooo, God's wounded, I really love that! Your photo is beautiful!
I do wonder sometimes or he could be angry as well.
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Oooo, God's wounded, I really love that! Your photo is beautiful!
I do wonder sometimes or he could be angry as well.