I still recognised you.
You did resembled Pugh.
His eyes were deeply blue.
His masterpiece was new.
But opposite to him,
Your eye possessed the beam
X-raying my dark dream
And making me so slim.
Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 3:39 AM UTC
I still recognised you.
You did resembled Pugh.
His eyes were deeply blue.
His masterpiece was new.
But opposite to him,
Your eye possessed the beam
X-raying my dark dream
And making me so slim.
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