Once upon our time
In a land far gone
Where hate crime’s
Every time he goes, she dies
Every time she comes, she
The stars are shining so bright
W—that’s just manhattan’s light
hey there, baby, have you got a light?
im not smoking,
the smell of a candle
freshly blown out
the light of the
I don’t know where we’re going
But I know we’ve gone
Two bodies pressed together
Two boys are falling hard
The smell of
Three weeks and counting ‘till he’s on his way to
The sidewalk is rushing at my head again
I'm lying on
so many have penetrated this body
how can you say
perfect body, perfect smileyour touch renders me servile, i love
it’s four a.m. againfather, forgive me this sinuncomfortable in this
well, you're just across the table, but we're worlds apartlooking
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