Sweet vanilla fills my room. Mixed with sugar, dancing around
the fan. Filling my nose, warm, comforting, strong and safe.
Tracing lines on the ceiling, soaking into the glass windows.
Sweeping across my navy blue carpet, whispering sweet
secrets to the dust on the shelf.
Running through my hair, clinging to my clothes. Sending
little love letters in fragrant bursts.
Sweet vanilla fills my room, warm and safe. Whispering
sweet secrets to the dust on the shelf. Sending little love
letters to my soul in fragrant bursts.
the fan. Filling my nose, warm, comforting, strong and safe.
Tracing lines on the ceiling, soaking into the glass windows.
Sweeping across my navy blue carpet, whispering sweet
secrets to the dust on the shelf.
Running through my hair, clinging to my clothes. Sending
little love letters in fragrant bursts.
Sweet vanilla fills my room, warm and safe. Whispering
sweet secrets to the dust on the shelf. Sending little love
letters to my soul in fragrant bursts.
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