Prism baby,
you're a swollen gash where the glitter expels.
At night where you're lit up in his room.
Spread me wide, soften my limbs.
There is a kiss for each emotion and my skin thirsts for each.
Splintered lashes, dagger stare,
Come in inside, if you fuckin dare.
I'm the queen.
Prism baby,
golden feathers to preen.
Hands on my hips to hold me down.
Here I lay, with my cum-shot crown.
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