Your skin on mine
Still not close enough
For my heart
As we lay here together
Yet a million miles
Apart.
Kisses, touch, breath
All of these things scream love
But your eyes.
They are dead.
I can tell that you've had enough.
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 4:13 PM UTC
Your skin on mine
Still not close enough
For my heart
As we lay here together
Yet a million miles
Apart.
Kisses, touch, breath
All of these things scream love
But your eyes.
They are dead.
I can tell that you've had enough.
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