The best a boy can ever be is pretty
He launches ships on which he sails to safety
And what I'm feeling isn't lust, it's envy
He has the Earth, makes love to her, to spite meI am held captive by the ribbon 'round my neck
Each course I chart determined by a wreck
The power in my hips is useless in the dark
What good are red lips when you're faced with something sharp?Beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful boy
I wish I could be a beautiful boy
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The Pointless Book
RandomJust a collection of pointless thoughts from a pointless girl