"here I am, a wolf,
howling at the moon
all that's on this tortured mind
happens to be you
et je espoir si tu regarde
À travers le voiler des clair de lune
comment beaucoup je vouloir tu à rester dans un monde l'endroit où espoir est fort
now I'm here, in fear of day
where you, and all the hope is gone
I hope to keep you forever in my sights
I know that there's no place I'd rather be
tellement s'il te plaît jamais partir et si tu être au subjonctif dèjá aller,
de peu promesse moi tu venir maison
promesse à tenir moi à côté"
-m.c
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Sad Poems
Poetrymade this because I like sad things. Book one and two are on my profile if you'd like to read them as well + they are shit, k? appreciate you reading, voting, or commenting. «LOWERCASE INTENDED» (a.f. is me, if you're wondering. private message me...
