Ghost

Animate blues kissed my neck on that drizzle lit street , her wardrobe was dull with a bit of dead lights . I felt like a clown in a puddled street , amazingly crazy yet ironically natural . She haunted my eyes , coconut scent apparitions played fiddles under the bridge . Crazy twisted something amazingly sexy , be my poltergeist banging on the walls , were just twisted beautiful ghost walking away on that drizzle lit street .Â
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