Jul 19, 2017
The girl with blue curls and bright eyes,
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Ukraine
seen from China
seen from Spain
seen from United States
The girl with blue curls and bright eyes,
and I’m not sure I ever had a home at all,
If I were to fade into the phases of the moon,
liquor and yellow paint spilling from my cup
and, dear, this is where I'm feathers and cotton and shattered glass worn into beads by the ebb and flow of the ocean,
Swallowed my heart whole,
Starving for someone in a way I never knew possible,
A fierceness in my veins...