eighth time
i swore
not
not to
touch
objects
especially
the unknown
ones
.
having it
all in mind
was i
walking
to reality
when you
smiled
at
me
my beautiful
my innocent
my satin
White
lace
curled
up
in
a
bow
.
they'll step on
you
thought i
tying
You
up
to
my
black
black
bag
in front of
this
white
white
church
tied
.
church
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