Surrounded here and helpless
Your power drains my living breath
Is breaking me into madness
And leaving me divided
Now you leave me alone
I will not meet you
I won't be at dawn
I won't give you more
Now I can only stay
As far from you as I can
In the night I feel you say
Hold your hands while you can
Now you leave me alone
I will not meet you
I won't be at dawn
I won't give you more
Your love is like storm of wicked water
A vicious cycle with traces of my heart
My soul and mind stares at your whiteness
And without advise you just appear
You can never consume me again...
- Autor: Rolandeschain ( Offline)
- Publicado: 2 de mayo de 2016 a las 14:33
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- Categoría: Amor
- Lecturas: 55
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