Bright Eyes
...you know, the kind who buy everything in doubles. They fit together, like a puzzle.And I love their love and I am thankful that someone actually
receives the prize that was promised by all those fairytales that drugged us.
And they still do me. I'm sick, lonely, no laurel tree, just green envy.
Will my number come up eventually?
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