sábado, 9 de octubre de 2021


Love is obsession, passion, just as we feel for each other

No matter what people say, what others think, even your baby face brother

I don't deserve your compassion or pardon, we have mutual reasons to hate 

It's cyclical like my desease, it's full of hope as your eyes, it's an endless chess game,

If you want me to fix your pain give me your leaps, your skin for a moment,

Maybe I gav little to teach but my ways,, the feelings will be novel

Sorry is the hardest word, I understand now you wanned a believer in your life

Your image is on my chest, miracles exist, don't hold your hand, be my lover and wife

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