Please don't destroy me
I am only made of skin
And my heart is made of tinfoil,
Can you dig it?
For the seas are playing a tune of innocence
And there is a ravishing mess ahead
Our love is special
Like homemade chicken noodle soup
With crackers and stuff,
And all the dirty melodies I write for you
Don't leave them in your head
Just throw them in the trash
Where they belong,
I am tempted to call you
And tell you I love you
Behold the tears in my eyes!
For they are so dramatic
I could cry some more
I'm forever drowning in your story...
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 19th, 2024 20:32
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
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