Put me in a jar
and In you'r eye I will break that glass.
Bring me to my bones
and I will trap in your laugh.
Give me a rode to spare
and I will show you real love.
Strap my joy in the pierce- of my wrist
and you will be left alone to sew in together the spill of my conniptions I left behind.
(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish Rebel of Eden
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
Put me in a jar
and In you'r eye I will break that glass.
Bring me to my bones
and I will trap in your laugh.
Give me a rode to spare
and I will show you real love.
Strap my joy in the pierce- of my wrist
and you will be left alone to sew in together the spill of my conniptions I left behind.
(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish Rebel of Eden
Spin the bottle. Hope its a foul.
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