Your soul is so complicated.
We urgently were to be dated.
I whisper to you, “Come to me.
Be my tender cat, mon ami.”
I miss you all day and all night.
I feel we have our might.
I need your particular word
That can be delivered abroad.
I like your unusual soul.
I try to break this useless wall
That’s capable of breaking us.
You’re my unpredictable chance.
Sep 22, 2024
Sep 22, 2024 at 2:14 AM UTC
Your soul is so complicated.
We urgently were to be dated.
I whisper to you, “Come to me.
Be my tender cat, mon ami.”
I miss you all day and all night.
I feel we have our might.
I need your particular word
That can be delivered abroad.
I like your unusual soul.
I try to break this useless wall
That’s capable of breaking us.
You’re my unpredictable chance.
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