You've got tinkerbell strung up
by razor wire lights
(oh, peter )
& her screams fall on your ears like pixie dust
(they-make-you-fly)
hair in her face and oh, peter
she kicks at the air & wishes what she was seeing was a nightmare
but ohmygod she can't look away from think ankles &long black hair
(ohpeter, ohpeter why did you-)
tinkerbell bleeds gold dust down her arms & burns
( –bringtouchkissher)
& she's so caught in her silence her screams echo in her throat
forgotten & jell-o shot thick

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peter whispers neverland promises in a wonderland voice
(his secret is a pack a day & a fifth of vodka a night)
he's got kerosene on his lips
(oh red haired boy so bitter she whispermoans into his shoulder)

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she wonders whywhywhy didn't she stay lost in the dust & rubble
of her loveaddiction & close her eyes

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(–peteroh)
he thinks he sees a candle go out