Your mouth is a revolver, firing bullets in the sky

 
My new favourite night is the bonfire night. To celebrate a maverick,
a terriorist as some may say, was incredibly good.
Fireworks, bonfires and cinnamon drinks. 
Hugs and kisses until the sun rises, 
Love you all, love you all. 

Inhale our melody one more time please.
Walk on the coal, feel the warmth and don't throw it away. 
Foggy windows and cold breaths. 
It was warm in our bonfire hearts.

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Myyyyyysigt :)

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Har skrivit det förr... Du skriver bra!!
Det verkar vara en mysig kväll :)

Svar: Tack så mycket. Alltid kul att höra!! Jaa, supermysigt c:
Isabella Johansson

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