the way she’s such a soft thing
and still lets everything made of fire
run so wild in her veins
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way she’s such a soft thing
and still lets everything made of fire
run so wild in her veins
– butterflies rising
Read More →to be such a soft thing…
and still let everything made of fire
run so wild in her veins
– butterflies rising
Read More →just let the chaos in you be beautiful…
you are such a soft and wild thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →he said,
do you want me here
close. soft with you.
or should i light it all up
and run wild with you…
i said, yes.
– butterflies rising
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