May 2018
The cruel boy will not giggle
Or the cold-hearted harpy
Must crusade on the street
She will seize.
She will finally speak in the summer
She shall flare with the lovestruck traveler
She will flounder
She shall not seize on a cloudy day
She shall strike
Or the cold-hearted harpy
Must crusade on the street
She will seize.
She will finally speak in the summer
She shall flare with the lovestruck traveler
She will flounder
She shall not seize on a cloudy day
She shall strike
a piece I wrote a year ago and just found again. I absolutely dont remember writing it.
(24/Non-binary/Ohio)
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