Oh , I’m a good flower
hoping that i must till it’s barrels down
just trying to watch the sea.
oh , I suggest you never leave me
cause I’ll drown in debt
but then , the beauty turns up
then your powerless,
now become my pet.
did you have to leave me
why did you have to go
I was tidying up forever
now I’ll never know....
I can’t even breathe
It’s like that.
looking for an instance,
crying in the daytime
everybody’s sayin ,
Piff ain’t coming home now
tell me how to be so mean...
this is just a Dream babe
this is just a Dream
- Author: John Blood (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 19th, 2018 11:08
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 33
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