The room was cheap,
The *** was strong
And I will confess,
That time has washed away her name.
But I can feel her touch,
And i can see her face,
Faded but not erased
Still with me in memories that remain.
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
The room was cheap,
The *** was strong
And I will confess,
That time has washed away her name.
But I can feel her touch,
And i can see her face,
Faded but not erased
Still with me in memories that remain.
