viernes, 8 de julio de 2016

Plum tree




Sometimes a kiss from you is a fresh swallow of mint tea, 
others it's a glass of hot rum.
I going to distill my blood, cut my veins, 
before you finish cutting my jugular.
I'm going to cut my veins
I going to distill my blood, will paint my lips.
It they will stab your heart. M


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