I think you lovely and twirl this curiosity between stiff fingers In another time it is myself I would have twisted to win your love
I think you lovely and twirl this curiosity between stiff fingers In another time it is myself I would have twisted to win your love
“In another time” – These words tear at my reality. Fleeting glimpses of hope for more, and the collapsing of the chest as you watch the thing you most desire linger at your finger tips.
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I still think you lovely.
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