Don't you dare tell me this will pass,
Or that one day this world will consider me with class,
Im the freak you love, yet hide,
Then why are you always here when I cry?
For you, only you,
Im your girl?
Then hold my hand in your world,
You did that winter here, in the snow, It was so cold...
I still have your blazer that smells of you, of your favorite cologne...
Is she wondering who I am in the back of the funeral home?
You died with her, you never came back to the city,
As since when I was a little boy, I still just know sadness and pity,
Back home they still call me Jose, at least I still have your voice on my phone,
You said, I love you Stephi,
Why did I meet you? I was 26, you 54,
Yet will I ever know such happiness as I did, when at the club, I turned and you came in the door?
You loved me like a lady, the rest used me, thank you baby,
Its 5am, Im in a cab, guess what song Im playing? Remember...
Maybe I'll join you, you said we'd be together on the other side,
With you, I know, you'll never make me hide,
Because all I ever wanted was to be your Stephi, please John, I need you to hold me...
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Author:
Tayama (
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- Published: June 29th, 2019 15:37
- Category: Unclassified
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