Nov 2015
I'm seen as a curse
Or a fantasy of life.
You always have a chance to see me at night.
I'm not What I am
But I sure am bright,
For only a split second, I bring you light.
Or a fantasy of life.
You always have a chance to see me at night.
I'm not What I am
But I sure am bright,
For only a split second, I bring you light.
(27/M)
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