Mar 2017
I will love you,
beneath the gypsy moon,
but when the sun rises
I'll be gone.
Leaving you to wonder
why on Earth I chose you.
beneath the gypsy moon,
but when the sun rises
I'll be gone.
Leaving you to wonder
why on Earth I chose you.
~ I'll be gone ~
(22/F/Nomad)
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