Foreign
It can bring you down, It can cheer you up
It can make you travel, makes you fall inlove
What's the problem with your soul?
I see fire turn into cold
You used it as a drug
An engine for your love
A ticket to the promise land.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Hearts, Words
PoetryWords keep on hurting us. It stung deep into our souls but then ironically it heals us and makes us good as new.
