ghosty fall festival
I love playing in the wood
i love seeing you undressed
cause it makes me feel less stress
i love leather, i love birds,
especially dead. but first
the way you look into the distance,
in my glassy eyes, for instance.
what a joy to hear your voice
singing songs, making me moist
i close eyes. imagine you.
goosebumps starting to run through
lecturer kicks me out the classroom
what a dumbass, fucking bastard.
that's okay, my sweety pie
see you home, and no "goodbye"
you'r my 4 & you'r my ever
i love u that's all i care
about.
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