For Squee
written by k*


silver gardenia
white snow drop
sequin lily basket top
squee
me
my ten fingered holes
pores clogged
a wish
a birthday candle
i can follow you
defence
down a dark alley
not running from responsibilty
i can feel your hand
in mine
snapping
my responsibilty
holding me down
you're bring me up
my sweet squee
and me
after 3.


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