look over your shoulder
if you are alone
take a chance and
turn heart from stone
little by little
each bell will ring
birds will sing
little by little
as winter comes spring
comes blossoms bring
kiss me with love
blood red deep
over and all over
over and it is over
kiss me deeply... with lover's hate
<3
About Me
- poppy
- Melbourne, Australia
- in some ways i love everything. it’s less…less of a thing than like, less distinct, less particular. i like things that i like, but i love everything. there’s more choice in like, because even the worse things have things to love in them
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