Apricot Fever in a Concrete Cage
The city is a cold machine, grinding us into gray dust beneath
The Escape Plan
Neon Fever: The Last Warmth Before the Crash
The city outside is a cold, metallic machine designed to crush us
Neon Fever in a Concrete Cage
I wear this gold choker like a leash I’ve chosen for
Azure Fever: The Weight of a Stolen Summer
I’m wearing these sunglasses not to hide from the Greek sun,
Drowning in Your Light
The city is a concrete cage, and I’ve spent years perfecting
Velvet Decay in the Hour of Sunlight
The city outside is a blur of neon and noise, but in
Glass Cage in the Azure
The sun burns with a fever I can't shake, turning
Saltwater Antidote to a City Heartbreak
The city was a cage built of concrete and silence, but here,
Saltwater Antidote to the Concrete Poison
The city didn't just sleep; it rotted, a slow decay
Levitation in the Yellow Fever of the City
The concrete jungle breathes hot exhaust and I am done being just
Liquid Mercury in the Cage of Gold
The marble is cold against my spine, a sharp contrast to the
Shadows in the Lace: A Fevered Romance
The city breathes outside, but here, under the weight of black lace