And with me here again
The sober mind is over
To a love that I can hold,
In a lapsed memory,
As I grow old.
Give me your kiss,
To mimic this fleeting bliss.
And the warmth in this moment
It will not end,
More than a buddy.
Less than a friend.
With the love we share,
As I hear you scream,
Reminds me now,
It’s a just a dream,
A fleeting passion,
This sight unseen.
Give me your kiss,
To mimic this fleeting bliss.
And the warmth in this moment
It will not end,
More than a buddy.
Less than a friend.
You cant call me lonely,
We **** it with this.
As our lips meet,
They mimic fleeting bliss.
Jan 24, 2012
Jan 24, 2012 at 4:05 AM UTC
And with me here again
The sober mind is over
To a love that I can hold,
In a lapsed memory,
As I grow old.
Give me your kiss,
To mimic this fleeting bliss.
And the warmth in this moment
It will not end,
More than a buddy.
Less than a friend.
With the love we share,
As I hear you scream,
Reminds me now,
It’s a just a dream,
A fleeting passion,
This sight unseen.
Give me your kiss,
To mimic this fleeting bliss.
And the warmth in this moment
It will not end,
More than a buddy.
Less than a friend.
You cant call me lonely,
We **** it with this.
As our lips meet,
They mimic fleeting bliss.
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