since i’m delusional,
and unstably emotional,
i’ve already imagined our together life.
in that vision i’m becoming your wife.
funny, right?
but i heard they don’t burn for dreaming.
and even if they do, i’m not complaining.
because sometimes you make me feel like burning
on a fiery stack, like witches.
because sometimes i think i have some powers like those bitches,
and i put a spell of love on myself,
which didn’t work on your pretty self.
and it works so well it hurts a lot,
and it makes me feel like burning on a stack would not.
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Randommiłość jest głupia i ślepa, so pls don't judge me no więc zaczęłam sobie pisać wiersze. wczoraj (28.04). planowałam je pisać od dłuższego czasu, ale teraz dopiero mam dobrą inspirację. myślałam, że pokażę znajomym, ale okazuje się, że to zbyt osobis...
