Dear insane,
i can't wait, for tomorrow to appear
and we shall talk,
and grab a bite where none recall us
albeit those few hours
Dear insane,
you flowerchild of mine,
poet of this current time,
to where now my desires belong
and prefer to stay in
Dear insane,
You, being You
the sparkling eyes of yours
which i deeply,
adore as fuck
oh hell yes i do,
but nobody knows
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- Shizznizzle
- i know people who know cool people. proud Indonesian. right-handed. quintessential pisces. the original. starting afresh. unintentionally intense. deeper than the mariana trench. smart. kind. lonely. negative. loaded. space cowboy. sweet. mildly disillusioned. first child. too sensitive for her own good. short & curvy. never cruel. kinky. flippant. loud. singing into hairbrush. dirty dirty dirty words. silly. affectionate. self conscious. occasionally elitist. lost?
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