Tuesday, May 20, 2014

I want a mattress on the floor with you 

where I'll do everything you ask me to 

every stupid thing you ask, I'll do 

to track cracks on the glass with you 

blazing night times to the black for who?

Classically represented me 

like the beauty queen you hoped to see 

so hard broken like hard breaks will be 

after making eyes at the holy three 

and asking what could become of me. 

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