Do your think of me those days
Where dark thoughts senses suffocate
That joy I watched drain from your face
As life and lies cruel whispers told
Fools promises and could have beens
I could not keep them from your door
Arms wide you beckoned them inside
Smiles melancholy, sickly sweet
Coarse noose of lies, soft velvet hopes
Blinded, stumbling, on and on
And to this end inevitable
But now alone where once we lay
Wondered if wp was hiding you lol
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Gorgeous
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No just been a bit busy of late…
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Cheers K…how’s that head of yours
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So, you can verse too? Great stuff, Commander.
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Good one Michael!
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I try 🙂 cheers bud
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