Flowers in the ***
The sun are hot,
As hot as the temperature,
But so pure;
Pure like you,
Like the sky blue,
Like the memories,
The memories we've made;
In the rains,
In the storm;
I'd never expect,
But,
I always hope;
Hope for you,
For you to be the old you;
I want that innocent girl,
Back;
Before I leave,
Don't make my heart crack,
Like the night of New Year's eve;
Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 10:53 AM UTC
Flowers in the ***
The sun are hot,
As hot as the temperature,
But so pure;
Pure like you,
Like the sky blue,
Like the memories,
The memories we've made;
In the rains,
In the storm;
I'd never expect,
But,
I always hope;
Hope for you,
For you to be the old you;
I want that innocent girl,
Back;
Before I leave,
Don't make my heart crack,
Like the night of New Year's eve;
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