I saw the figure 8,
and I remembered it.
I wanted it gone,
but it still holds me strong.
This force I can't control,
is taking over my soul.
These lies you've kept for long,
is doing nothing but wrong.
I will write a song,
and it will play along.
With this fate.
YOU ARE READING
Words By An Unknown Girl
Poesía《 Words written by a quite, unknown, puzzled girl with a lot of things to say.. 》 Self-Written, Trigger warning...
