izzy

pull this cloud around you
like a cloak
cling to it
croon to it

you can’t have a fever
when it’s this cold outside
biting fingers, breathing fog
keep your hands to yourself

you can’t have a fever
try telling anyone
why your head is so hot
when it’s 0 degrees on the street

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sarah

Alright, bitch.
You chose the time,
I’m choosing the weapon:
Tattoo guns.
You heard me.
So you’ve gotta ask yourself one question:
Where do you want that dick and balls?

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