And I though it would be so easy breezy for me now to meet you
I would have hold tight to what the moment gives
and leave without a trace of love madness
You were here
exactly right here mirroring my eyeballs
and I think the ethereal of heartbroken died for a while
But it revives with misled mind of mind
Purify me and my wonderland imagination
Your distorted childhood, feminism freak, squeaked smirk
Political identity, freeform taste of melody, dictated-free charm
and yes
Your eyes that seem to flash atomic affection for seconds
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 3:26 PM UTC
And I though it would be so easy breezy for me now to meet you
I would have hold tight to what the moment gives
and leave without a trace of love madness
You were here
exactly right here mirroring my eyeballs
and I think the ethereal of heartbroken died for a while
But it revives with misled mind of mind
Purify me and my wonderland imagination
Your distorted childhood, feminism freak, squeaked smirk
Political identity, freeform taste of melody, dictated-free charm
and yes
Your eyes that seem to flash atomic affection for seconds
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