Take me to your car before I pass out
Comfort me in your arms and tell me that everything is going to be fine
Held my hair whisper in my ear
Stay
Take me to your car
Drive me home before it's time
Tell me all the things you always wanted to tell me
Say it
Take me to your car
Thank you for your coat but I'm still cold
Passing out
Please tell them I love them
Take me to your car
Thank you
For having me one last time
Thank you
For taking me home
Thank you
For telling me that everything was going to be alright
Thank you for your effort
But it's too late
Thank you
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Dead Fowers
Поэзия"As I write myself I grow Cause, I know how to lick Cuts and pain So, I bloom Bloom into you" - "Dead Flowers In My Feels" is a compilation of poems through adolescence till now. I used to thought that I was a poet but now I realize I just vent with...
