quit this morose midnight charade!
strap on the snuggly dream machine!
take a trip through the future
while wishing for a different past!
but enough with being different!
crawl up the face of the earth!
look into her eyes!
and soon, you'll be dreaming!
dreaming of a craic,
smelling of wine and cologne,
until my face is covered in earth,
until the machine is strapped to us both,
until her midnight eyes have past.
The ! distract my eyes, but i like it all the same.
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how innocent and naughty you can be sometimes. sneaky sneaky.
"until my face is covered in earth,"
Good work there.