By Arcassin Burnham
Don't want this fling to end,
Lay your head on my chest with a silent voice,
Boiling blood and painted feelings
Fill the void oooooh,
Skin touching feeling your indulgences,
My condolences
R.I.p to all the hatefulness,
I cherish you life itself in
Hopes to have you here again,
Miss ***** blonde,
With freckles and an mild attitude,
I want to be a jokster,
I didn't want to be rude,
I didn't mean to lead you on,
I know that might have been cruel.
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 7:18 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Don't want this fling to end,
Lay your head on my chest with a silent voice,
Boiling blood and painted feelings
Fill the void oooooh,
Skin touching feeling your indulgences,
My condolences
R.I.p to all the hatefulness,
I cherish you life itself in
Hopes to have you here again,
Miss ***** blonde,
With freckles and an mild attitude,
I want to be a jokster,
I didn't want to be rude,
I didn't mean to lead you on,
I know that might have been cruel.
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