Jelous green apple wont you feed me
For Within you lies hundred recipes
Your all i need
Now There lies a peachy peach, rich in flavor
Does not compare
i bite into my apple to reviel a worm
Worm your hideous
tainted my apple painted it with your dirt brown and odious scent
i love you too worm
It is spelled
It is spelled "butterflies"..your poor spelling stops me from enjoying your poetry
and assholes like you stop me
and assholes like you stop me from enjoying life...
sorry
sorry
One ♥
Don't apologize. Just be
Don't apologize. Just be good.
Am I trying too hard, or do you have a sneaky habit of including little nibbles of 70s and 80s song lyrics?
I love the jealous green apple and the love for the worm. Reminds me of this:
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
(Blake)
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