jukeboxemcsa: shaman58: jukeboxemcsa: Mary, Mary, quite contrary,How does your garden grow?With inky roses on your skin,Erasing the thought of “no”. Mary, Mary, less contrary,What did you want to say?The flowers flow across your flesh,And soon
jukeboxemcsa: shaman58: jukeboxemcsa: Mary, Mary, quite contrary,How does your garden grow?With inky roses on your skin,Erasing the thought of “no”. Mary, Mary, less contrary,What did you want to say?The flowers flow across your flesh,And soon
