Lace Curtains
Cute Black Cloud
she is a cute little black cloudhangs like smoke above the prairiewears patterns that don't match at allat all, at all, at allspent the winter listening to recordstalking shit on things we don't likeshe got a leather jacket, and a boyand left me on his motorbikeshe is a cute little black cloudhangs like smoke above the prairiewears patterns that don't match at allat all, at all, at alli was feeling kinda maudlinshe didn't wanna be mary magdalinei came over, asked what's happeningshe said the same shit as beforei felt like a teenager probably for the last timenow when i see her she has a new ?she felt like a teenager probably for the last timeput all her lace and furs out on to the clothesline
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