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there's this jellyfishstuck in my headhe swims there day and nightand lights up the darkinside of my skulla bioluminescent, fluorescent jellyfishswollen and pinkhe likes to shock me
Are we in some way not gelatin or wi
Jellyfish, oh so prettycan be oh so itty bittymay also be big and boldhow can you be so old?
I want summer to bite me. Send me to bed wet With tile mosaics on the bottom of pools Find new ways to break my heart. By fall I want everything to be Leftover suntan lotion. And gold dusted hair.