liquid lucid dream dripping conscience bent like lightning silver stranded moonbeams come braid my hair tonight like the shades you mold like the minds you sold mercury, venus, mars names slither like velvet i bet you didn't come yet to the planet baking in the sun fry your mind fry your kind like the plans you told like the love you returned image bending glows like incandescent snow blue like ice the wind is on your back map a world of your soul kill some time fry your mind like the heaven you fooled like the fire turned cold
Reason for writing:
the title should give it away ;)
Birth sign: Taurus
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