flying MOUTHWINGS


MOUTHWINGS


Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
and dress them in warm clothes again.
How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running
until they forget that they are horses.
― Richard Siken



I only want what I can’t get. (by froot loops)

I only want what I can’t get. (by froot loops)


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