halloween (2017)

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we are the hellions behind curtains of satin and gold, breathing ice instead of fire to cool our lives to the perfect temperature. chill my insides, make me whole again, kiss me with the blue flame of a thousand stars and inject your silver into my skin

press me against the milky way and her beauty, fly with me to venus and don't let me go until the heat becomes unbearable and your freezing kiss gives me a feeling of bliss once more

i can't help but build my home with your bones, your mind a dreamland and your skin the walls keeping me safe

my lover, gorgeous silver injector, spirited ice hellion, not my sun but my moon, perfect and secure beside me as i burn alive

stay with me and keep your chilling touch

never let me go

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