The sun has drawn its curtains,
the stars dance in the sky,
as butterflies kiss your sweet forehead,
I sing this lullaby.
The wind sighs in careless breezes,
and flowers fade away,
rest on feather pillows,
watch white sheets turn to grey.
Please rest well my lover,
I pray this slumber will not end,
as I’ll tiptoe through the hallway,
and fuck your hot best friend.
















Comments
this kicks ass.
i laugh and snigger and all that guff.
rarararara
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Well that was unexpected..
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love is a circadian.rhythm
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Well that was unexpected..
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"...I can be cruel, but let me be gentle with you..."
~~Be careful...it's dumb out there.
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