in your veins,
the bed slips away
bricks dissolve, and the walls
You've grown up so much since I saw you all
Green hills and enemies
These things they make us sentimental inside
Your
Like Watson and Crick
You
Oh fair Doreen the night has seen
Soft wings and gentle tongue
Four foot nothing knees stained with dirt
When we went hiding
If it can be broke then it can be fixed
It
Red heels and bright blue eyes
hang my eyes up
on a hook
swells the panic;
i can't look
inside
I saw you kiss sweet William
She washes all the young blood from her hands in
Woodcat, oh once a girl
but not since the incident
Lives in
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