What am I doing it for?
Cause I guess it's not for me
It should be less, but I want more
It'll hurt me, you'll see
This guy doesn't understand
And I'm not surprised, that's right
Is that his heart? Which he's lent?
I won't damage it, I won't bite
Promise, just let me touch
And I'll be absolutely gentle
Let's decide that we don't match
This thought will be just sentimental
CZYTASZ
Red Roses
PoetryPoezja pisana duszą i sercem. Chwile zapomnienia, najskrytsze emocje bez porozumienia z umysłem. Czysty chaos.
