Aren't you going to dance?

July 15, 2024

Cross in that dress

Lost in a fools trance

You're gone if you think this wait-while will turn bright

Holding hands like we're seventeen

Forever young, don't hold your breath

Blood stained dress

Oh what a romance

We're seventeen don't hold your breath

Theres something dark over my head

Inspired by: Seventeen by Peach Pit

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