BARRETTES (EN FIN)

The girl in the wool coat
She's cooler than
She's ever been
The color of purple
Brushes her stare
She doesn't care

The ends of her lips burn with toxic
Honeysuckle, cherry truffle

The wool rests in her hands
She smells like him
Losing her sense
Blood flowing from her nose
A darling, a dose
Dark crimson flows

The ends of her lips burn with toxic
Honeysuckle, cherry truffle



Credits
Writer(s): Oona Mccormack
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