

Crooked Balustradegod damn you, weary soldier you're a tad too close, fogging up my lenses and shortening my breathCrooked Balustrade
keep on carrying that weight, and wait wait for me behind open doors and inside of dark bathrooms ready to grab me and push me between corners for would-be kisses and hurried touches ....but mostly heavy breathing clinging and clutching, misplaced and mismatched.
you don't fit with me. you listen to jazz and me, i'm a rock'n'roll girl. our puzzle is swollen and pinched, hidden from the eyes of our friends yet you find a way to fill the cracking smiles with  
ivy
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knockin'[die]
knockin'[life]
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i bleed you in colors of harmony and desire; my song for the troubled
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you had a charming air, all cheap and debonair
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i bleed you in colors of harmony and desire; my song for the troubled
that's me. licking you up and down.
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you had a charming air, all cheap and debonair
C:
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you had a charming air, all cheap and debonair
it is amazing, mckenna
<3
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I'll be your dipping sauce bitch.
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