What it feels to fall in to the pool the hard shell bugs bite my forearm my right index fingernail chewed to the quick my cervix is a long (?) my sprinklers go off at 6pm each day and sometimes they spray unsuspecting visitors my pimples are goosebumps(hairs?) all over my legs my brow is furrowed and my vision is blurred and how I do love London and how I do love London
the birds make guttural sounds and protect me my friends come to visit and love me a lot I don't have the energy to fill this I am like flight attendants on a 12 hour flight and how I do love London and how I do love London
I am intriguied by the boy with songs sometimes they write sometimes they write a lot the steam will smell of puke and left us in the shower the hug will feel forced upon you inconsolable thing and how I do love London and how I do love London
deep breaths will not make my brain stand still to be loved and swallowed are single and depraved I love speaking french to the taxi drivers we slept and were cold on the train out of france and how I do love London and how I do love London
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Copy to Clipboard: What it feels to fall in to the pool the hard shell bugs bite my forearm my right index fingernail chewed to the quick my cervix is a long (?) my sprinklers go off at 6pm each day and sometimes they spray unsuspecting visitors my pimples are goosebumps(hairs?) all over my legs my brow is furrowed and my vision is blurred and how I do love London and how I do love London
the birds make guttural sounds and protect me my friends come to visit and love me a lot I don't have the energy to fill this I am like flight attendants on a 12 hour flight and how I do love London and how I do love London
I am intriguied by the boy with songs sometimes they write sometimes they write a lot the steam will smell of puke and left us in the shower the hug will feel forced upon you inconsolable thing and how I do love London and how I do love London
deep breaths will not make my brain stand still to be loved and swallowed are single and depraved I love speaking french to the taxi drivers we slept and were cold on the train out of france and how I do love London and how I do love London
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