They all light me up like halloween
but I'm heading for death anyway,
and the things that I have seen
have me wish for my final days.
Tumble and wish for the clicks
of her sweet giggling fingers,
My wish is for rags to burn quickly
like the magic of that one finger trick
Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC
They all light me up like halloween
but I'm heading for death anyway,
and the things that I have seen
have me wish for my final days.
Tumble and wish for the clicks
of her sweet giggling fingers,
My wish is for rags to burn quickly
like the magic of that one finger trick
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