you make me
take my toys out of the box
share them with children I don't like
finish a jar of marmite wipe my mouth and say thank you
smile at horror films
touch snakes with my bare hands and eyes open
put salt in my coffee
speak with my mouth shut
you charge for every kiss a thousand Chinese burns
love is the pile of thorns surrounding a petal
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
you make me
take my toys out of the box
share them with children I don't like
finish a jar of marmite wipe my mouth and say thank you
smile at horror films
touch snakes with my bare hands and eyes open
put salt in my coffee
speak with my mouth shut
you charge for every kiss a thousand Chinese burns
love is the pile of thorns surrounding a petal
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