Mar 2016
You struck a match
Against my ribs,
Saw the flames
Lick the blue
Of my eyes.
Now all that's left to do
Is watch me burn.
Against my ribs,
Saw the flames
Lick the blue
Of my eyes.
Now all that's left to do
Is watch me burn.
(San Antonio, TX)
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