Fauna boy

I will send, here, another picture of two fauna boys
How i crave to cuddle like this somehow, so fruitily
So faggily, so carefree
Great minds think alike, right
Elliot would agree with me

And nothing feels real anymore
I just stay here in my home
The warmth is gone, i sleep till four
And my apathy grows ever more

If nothing feels real anymore
At least i can hear gingerhead, his meows, his paw steps
On the creaking planks of the sleeping hallway
He steps towards my door, while i don't know anymore
Who i am



Credits
Writer(s): Ruslan Tleubergen
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