Happy Valentine's Day
Everything hurts
the nightstand's a pallbearer
the dresser's a curse
the apples are browning
the skies have gone black
and monsters are creeping
at your very back!
the wind whispers boo
and the sun doesn't shine
the birds are all dead
and the hamsters all cry
Oh Dear Valentine!
Where will we go?
Where to be being,
When the moon's made of snow?
below
below
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Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 3:46 AM UTC
Happy Valentine's Day
Everything hurts
the nightstand's a pallbearer
the dresser's a curse
the apples are browning
the skies have gone black
and monsters are creeping
at your very back!
the wind whispers boo
and the sun doesn't shine
the birds are all dead
and the hamsters all cry
Oh Dear Valentine!
Where will we go?
Where to be being,
When the moon's made of snow?
below
below
below
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