Humming sultry love songs and
lathering in tanning oil.
Wind-up chew toy.
Everything's
clearance.
Car roof down.
Stars are fire you know.
No more
No less.
Parts of me have been run over by
that sailboat party.
I threw up
everything
but
I pretended to not know
that I lost my voice
from tin cans and lighters.
Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 3:59 PM UTC
Humming sultry love songs and
lathering in tanning oil.
Wind-up chew toy.
Everything's
clearance.
Car roof down.
Stars are fire you know.
No more
No less.
Parts of me have been run over by
that sailboat party.
I threw up
everything
but
I pretended to not know
that I lost my voice
from tin cans and lighters.
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