Words are **** enough to turn me on
Especially yours
You use them like a sword
To fight in your lonely world
Of Fear
Of Anger
Of Love
Of Pure Emotion
Then those words saved me
Like an air to help me breath
A raft in my sinking boat
An arrow to pair with my bow
Then I was shot
Gone to the process I cannot,
understand how authentic it is
How the Sunset looks like your lips
Your stare is like a dawn
The darkness and light was drown
To Fear
To Anger
To Love
To Pure Emotion
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 8:48 AM UTC
Words are **** enough to turn me on
Especially yours
You use them like a sword
To fight in your lonely world
Of Fear
Of Anger
Of Love
Of Pure Emotion
Then those words saved me
Like an air to help me breath
A raft in my sinking boat
An arrow to pair with my bow
Then I was shot
Gone to the process I cannot,
understand how authentic it is
How the Sunset looks like your lips
Your stare is like a dawn
The darkness and light was drown
To Fear
To Anger
To Love
To Pure Emotion
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