Oh, miss believer
My pretty sleeper
Your twisted mind is like snow on a road
Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head
Than the winter of dead
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Quotes and shit
PoetryI write down quotes and shit (not mine I just put them onto watt pad)
Oh miss believer
Oh, miss believer
My pretty sleeper
Your twisted mind is like snow on a road
Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head
Than the winter of dead
