hi i have vase full of marbles, my favorite is honey-mustard pretzel,
and you lock the door too early im feeling, though i bet you feel safe.
im peering into someone else then watering begonias, basil
the upstairs bar with sleepless blue lights is ice, our eyes dart like how when " i dont care if im too young to be unhappy"
and i dream of when never wanting to leave a bedroom.
i joke of new horror story, sparring on slick wet floor but not coming over after working too hard
for a solid dollar. a chimney cat trying to escape.
i am a night dress and smeared mascara. i am empty stomach lyrics, yelling IF I WERE NAPOLEON in my car for every minute of the morning drive. I should be happy.
i should be by all circumstance, happy. but i was told more than once I'm a weird girl. You both in my kitchen open mouthed and i am a weird girl.
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