He'll never find someone else
who sticks around like you,
He'll never find someone else
who never gets tired of the chase,
He'll never find the same
free second chances again;To him, those chances
come without a cost,
but to you,
loving him like this
always has a price...Who will he run to
when he is lonely?
When his walking stick
can't take the steps for him,
who will he lean on
for guidance and support?- Crimsyy♡
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Ramblings Of A Storm
PoetryI am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself. Crimsyy Copyright 2016 #1