There was once a girl,
Who has been staying too long
In a cold, dark tunnel
“Maybe it’s where I belong,”
She mumbled.
Deep inside,
She was hoping that one day,
Someone would find a way
There, and take her away,
“or maybe I’ll just die here” she said.
Until someone found her,
His eyes spark a fire,
His voice sounds like a beautiful choir,
He lifts her higher, and higher,
And she feels better.
-
*So now i need you,
To light me up,
Warm me up,
Love me do,
will you?*
– K -
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
There was once a girl,
Who has been staying too long
In a cold, dark tunnel
“Maybe it’s where I belong,”
She mumbled.
Deep inside,
She was hoping that one day,
Someone would find a way
There, and take her away,
“or maybe I’ll just die here” she said.
Until someone found her,
His eyes spark a fire,
His voice sounds like a beautiful choir,
He lifts her higher, and higher,
And she feels better.
-
*So now i need you,
To light me up,
Warm me up,
Love me do,
will you?*
– K -
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