This smile, a little bigger?
A little flirtier?
This time, a little bolder
A little calmer
... and I might just fit
People around-
Yet see i,
The cold that makes quake
Look about-
Yet see i,
Stars from a mirage
Created by a film of tears
Just a little broken ...
Oh why can't I be fixed!
Why should I be fixed!
Jamming in the club
Winding the streets alone.
Dearies,
I'm so sorry I missed an update.
But here's a new one for you.
Hope you enjoy this.
Leave a comment and a vote.
Love,
Paris ♥
