pink to gold
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rabbit eyes, you have – all pink what’ve you been doing? “checking the stars all day” – she says and turns to laugh white upon blue, like foam on people’s faces when they choke or faint on days of sad
rabbit eyes, no doubt – all pink what’ve you been up to? “painting my house all night” – she says and starts to cry white upon white, just lacking any talent thus rely on those who know some stuff
rabbit eyes, poor girl – all pink! i see you fading “down rabbit-holes” – she says and falls apart into a place of numb, almost mute darkness let her heart of gold do all the shine |