you were intrigued
by the girl in the dress
i don't blame you
her curls wrapped you up
like ribbons
pulling tight
you couldn't escape
you can't blame her
running circles around you
suffocating you
don't you wish
you never touched
a girl like her?
her poison drove itself
into your bad intentions
i guess you got
just what you deserved//A/n: new inspiration. (:
Also my wrist hurts, my back hurts I'm twenty-two but I feel eighty. In fact; I've seen eighty year olds with more sprite than me right now//
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