i met you when the winter burned a hole in my heart, and summer was waiting to fix it
i found freedom in your arms
and your name came to me like a song
a beautiful folk melody
this summer was my destiny
but the nights became colder again
and i felt myself getting older
the winter burned a hole in my heart
tell me, can you do this? i can't
YOU ARE READING
kiss kiss, goodbye.
Poesía#1 PEAK IN THE METAPHORS CHART. i said kiss kiss, goodbye to the world i once lived in. i was a martyr for my dreams. i fell asleep to the beauty of my screams. poetry album seven. built on the feelings of mental health, dealing with coming into ad...
