Aug 2015
Eyes of yours,
Eat up my hours
Each time I stare,
My lips begins to widen
It's like a drug
I can't stop taking
If I do,
My soul would suffer...from emptiness
Eat up my hours
Each time I stare,
My lips begins to widen
It's like a drug
I can't stop taking
If I do,
My soul would suffer...from emptiness
Written by
HelloPeople
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