Never mind to you.
You're not healthy for me.
Making me weak to my knees,
I always come back to you.
Even without reason.
Or due to the false hope
in my blackened mind.
Your eyes are warm and inviting.
Yet your words can be cold as
ice.
Actions should prove what your
words are unable.
So, never mind to you.
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC
Never mind to you.
You're not healthy for me.
Making me weak to my knees,
I always come back to you.
Even without reason.
Or due to the false hope
in my blackened mind.
Your eyes are warm and inviting.
Yet your words can be cold as
ice.
Actions should prove what your
words are unable.
So, never mind to you.
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