I am the sun rises
Not knowing i was their dusk
That dies silently
Hiding all their secrets
In the diary of my scarlet heart
I am their moon
I used to think
Not knowing i was their **** land
That they always walked on
With wishes to reach the sky
I am their purple flower
I thought
Not realizing to them i was cactus
They want to get rid of
To make space for the real flowers
I am their friend
I used to believe
Never really knew
I was the come and go person
The cigarette break
The always idol person......
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 1:15 PM UTC
I am the sun rises
Not knowing i was their dusk
That dies silently
Hiding all their secrets
In the diary of my scarlet heart
I am their moon
I used to think
Not knowing i was their **** land
That they always walked on
With wishes to reach the sky
I am their purple flower
I thought
Not realizing to them i was cactus
They want to get rid of
To make space for the real flowers
I am their friend
I used to believe
Never really knew
I was the come and go person
The cigarette break
The always idol person......
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