Jul 2019
He proclaims this room as if it’s his throne
Igniting his body with his cologne
He presses the top like a wheel to a stone
Then leaves me behind all cold and alone
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by Aleksander Mielnikow (Alek the Poet)
Igniting his body with his cologne
He presses the top like a wheel to a stone
Then leaves me behind all cold and alone
-
by Aleksander Mielnikow (Alek the Poet)
Can you guess which handsome pop ballad British singer I was listening to while writing this?
