“I can’t give you a hug because my heart is broken” 2015
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“I can’t give you a hug because my heart is broken” 2015
Silly Symphony - Water Babies directed by Wilfred Jackson, 1935
Put down your sword and crown Come lay with me on the ground…
aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
i’ve been home all day my husband’s gone they all say he’s got a girl on the side while i stay home all day
so i make lemonade, put on a dress and i go lay out in the day room and i wait for you to come on over and give it to me in the backyard full of dying flowers in the kitchen on the pale pink counter give you a lap dance outside in a lawn chair drinking lemonade and playing with my hair
i’ve been home all day my husband’s gone don’t need to worry take you upstairs to the swan bed let you fuck me hard as you can
the next time he kisses me i want him to taste red ruby lips and the love we made and the lemonade so come on over and give it to me
smoke weaved in and out through your wheat hair, you had pretty hands and knew how to talk to people your name hurts my tongue when i talk of you which i do often i have to keep reminding myself you aren’t flesh and bone anymore i have to keep imagining you burning in an oven while parts of you were given away to strangers that barely knew you and how i kept none because i was afraid i would stare at them all day every night like a corpse wishing you would come back and hold the dust of you when i sleep.
POPPIN ON IN TO SAY I HATE OLYMPIAAAAAAAAAAA FUQQQQQQQ DISSSSS CIIIITTTTYYYYYY
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