Last time we met, my heart stopped beating, you leaving, causing me to feel defeated,
Oh Anna
My Love
I Miss your head on my shoulder, at waters reach
The sun that day, burning our Skin, your touch so much hotter, burning within.
That Night I felt your love justly split, but don't get me wrong love, I dont blame you even a bit, take Icarus for sample, when he reached a high his true loves flame, made him fall and die.
But am I afraid or am I in doubt, with you never, my sweet little cloud, and when I fly up there only for you, my wings ought to split, but even then I won't stop loving you a bit.
Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC
Last time we met, my heart stopped beating, you leaving, causing me to feel defeated,
Oh Anna
My Love
I Miss your head on my shoulder, at waters reach
The sun that day, burning our Skin, your touch so much hotter, burning within.
That Night I felt your love justly split, but don't get me wrong love, I dont blame you even a bit, take Icarus for sample, when he reached a high his true loves flame, made him fall and die.
But am I afraid or am I in doubt, with you never, my sweet little cloud, and when I fly up there only for you, my wings ought to split, but even then I won't stop loving you a bit.
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