pasteurized skin, stretched too tightly over your perfect bone structure. carved out of something precious, in time i will figure out what it is. messages written on doilies then sent over the air they reach you while you're sleeping but i need to make sure it's not too late.. i wake up to black hair spread across white sheets, it's because i dreamt of you again. your animal form.
keeping me warm. keep me warm.
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everyone is some ones sweet little baby
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