
she always made my heart flutter , all things that mattered now, then?.. she couldn't do wrong .her face was as angelic as an angel in flesh . now her presence is so disturbing its like , for example taking sand paper and rubbing it againts a stone desk the scraping getting louder as every second passes by in a quiet room unable to move being able to stop the noise from rupturing your eardrums your melody is now the tune i turn as soon as i hear it every forgivness is darkdoor awaiting the moment where were knocking , begging to be let back in . i just want to settle the unease, the elephant in a gigantic room, the piece to the puzzle we're missing. before the bridge is burned and we can never turn around and go back homeHak Cipta Terpelihara
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