ｆｒｏｍ ｅｄｅｎ

Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago

Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword

Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know

I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

 

Babe

There's something wretched about this

Something so precious about this

Where to begin?

 

Babe

There's something broken about this

But I might be hoping about this

Oh, what a sin

 

To the strand, a picnic planned

For you and me

A rope in hand for your other man

To hang from a tree

 

[ lelutka evo x. legacy classic. HEAUX. not found. izzie's. euphoric. stealthic. E.K. foxcity. ]

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