Strawberry Lemonade

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Listening to Presumably Dead Arm by Sidney Gish while writing this

Strawberry Lemonade

Cha ching

Hey

Pick me up
Half past 12
I'm catatonic

Pink painted sky
Fresh sea air
Cucumber lines
Hands in my hair

Bee pinched skin
Change of season
Wind swept clothes

It was such a bad idea

How could I forget
(It was such a bad idea)

Bird spread wings
Pollenated Daisies
Roasted onions

The smell fills me up
Exploding on my tongue
Strawberry Lemonade

Oh oh oh ooooh

Glass eyes
Cushions on the floor
An empty treehouse

Black white grey
Messages on the dashboard
Monochromatic

Strawberry Lemonade

I really really love roasted onions, especially on omelettes

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