Fruits Loops, oat milk second. Past two, pull the curtains. Dawn in my eyes turns to Dawn of my eyes. Shadow like a teens first try To fit in at an emo core concert They were way too young for. Wipe. Weep. Wipe. Welp.
If I could freeze time to be with you And never grow old. If I had magic powers at the tips Of my fingers, then still I wouldn’t do. If I...
we picked our twigs with love and care they fell to our feet, our lips whistled a fanfare a smooch on the cheek then mouth turned to beak...
I’m glad to make friends in queue. They tell me that they like my vibe And they help me move from time to time. They say „How you present...
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