the last time i saw you
the last time i heard your voice
was midnight - news years eve
i looked into your eyes, as deep as beautiful puddles
you said to me "be safe my love, my king, my sweetie pie"
you whispered it in my ear as soft as a pillow that i have just fluffled
by beating it
punching it
hurting it
and that is what you did to my heart
oh baby, oh darling, oh sweetpea, you have slaughtered me
never to see you again
because i am dead and in a grave
and it is all your fault
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 12:17 AM UTC
the last time i saw you
the last time i heard your voice
was midnight - news years eve
i looked into your eyes, as deep as beautiful puddles
you said to me "be safe my love, my king, my sweetie pie"
you whispered it in my ear as soft as a pillow that i have just fluffled
by beating it
punching it
hurting it
and that is what you did to my heart
oh baby, oh darling, oh sweetpea, you have slaughtered me
never to see you again
because i am dead and in a grave
and it is all your fault
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