She's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running round
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It's alright she says it's alright
Take anything you want from me
Anything
Fly on little wing...

Sunday with 5 notes / reblog
Sunday with 3 notes / reblog
Tuesday with 9 notes / reblog
godspard:

Role Play OTP → Marianne & Braddon
Tuesday with 13 notes / reblog
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