move with it

Oh, my dear Lord, —
I feel as if I'd spun myself around you
so many times
that even you got dizzy in your high ego
with the princely attitudes
scattered everywhere in your hellish
trying you do you me with your voodoo
qualified in endurance and absurdity
to devour me like you move with it in it

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Te Amo

inseparable

sloe gin

give‧me‧your‧fire‧give‧me‧your‧rain

whole lotta love

one that I want

i'd fly

happy single

sweet escape