The Little Match Girl

You said that I have a 
the bird's shoulder bones, 
they have to get out 
properly displayed my back, 
I learned to fly properly. 
Love the chest, accidentally 
scratched, I had it dry matchstick girl 
fall in your lap, the darkness of night 
hidden from the world in these villages. 

October to bring comforted the lonely. 
On the black market under the counter
someone might sell it? 
I lost it off coupon in the last, 
still take me in your arms. 
Drape yourself in to catch you, a lot has to admit, 
that is not to be like oil and water. 

But they are the magnets that attract each other. 
Inside of a bonfire lit in October 
other secretly, you kiss. 

The starry sky above me, and the comfort of flying 
leaves in October, where he is 
man laughing mouth?