Pretty pyromaniac
Set the devil on fire
Ignite him for all to see
It smells like lavender
Brightening black holes above
You, my lovely housewife
Are what the dandelions sing about
Songs strummed on a balalaika
I'd sing along if I weren't speechless
Laying on the grass, humming
Hoping you hear every word they say
The Hunted
1 week ago
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