Sep 2017
I'll catch you.
Catch me?
You tilt your face upwards
To the blinding sun.
What if I stay
Friend
Will you still wait, then?
Arms wide open
Will you wait then, will you?
‘till your hope
Died?
Catch me?
You tilt your face upwards
To the blinding sun.
What if I stay
Friend
Will you still wait, then?
Arms wide open
Will you wait then, will you?
‘till your hope
Died?
(19/F)
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