Shut blue eyes,
The noise between,
Peace and silence.
Thursday, February 23
Friday, February 10
That Perfume
I know it.
I know that perfume.
I think you get it at The Body Shop.
Sometimes it walks by me,
On a city street.
It reminds me of loud fucking,
With windows open to the moonlight.
I know that perfume.
I think you get it at The Body Shop.
Sometimes it walks by me,
On a city street.
It reminds me of loud fucking,
With windows open to the moonlight.
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