🌌Tell me when the kiss of love
becomes a lie
That bears the scar of sin too deep
To hide behind this fear of running
Into you
Please let there be light
In a darkened room🌌
🛣That kind of loving, makes a man to a slave, that kind of loving, sends a man right to his grave🛣
💠It's amazing, and I am saying a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight 💠
Me paso chama ⚜
- Bogotá, Colombia
- JoinedDecember 28, 2015
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