About Love.

𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣

Its summertime i hang on a vine
Make me into your perfect lover , your mime
Its the perfect demise
Im all ripe , juicy fruit and so tender inside
Oh im the cherry you pick before im mushed
Kill me with your hands sir

I should stop only seeing you in dreams
Love so nutoring , its criminality
The daydream im living in, its fantasy
The world is so heartless
I go throught all of this
To make you happy
The pain i bear when i wake up
I see you gone
I still love you, you are my dreamlover
My dreamwalker

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