Pretty wordsAnd creaking leatherFire-smokeOn bleach denimThe lingering scent of sandwoodCements a love I know is goodLose myselfIn your essenceSwamped..
Death to all humans-To angels and impsWe're right at the gateBut we can't catch a glimpseCan't catch a breakCan't keep in timeCan't stop my toesFrom c..
She looks like a rainbow and talks like a sailorHer mind is a maze and her life is a failureAnd, if she can, she'll try curing what ails yaRight or wr..