Sing me the song of your sadness
Embrace me with the words of your contentment
Touch me with the sight of your desire
Kiss me with the thought of your willingness
Hold me with the uncertainty of your warmth
Sing to me, Embrace me, Touch me, Kiss me, Hold me.
But never.. ever..
**** me with the idea of leaving me broken and sober.
Please. I am tired of being an illusionist.
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC
Sing me the song of your sadness
Embrace me with the words of your contentment
Touch me with the sight of your desire
Kiss me with the thought of your willingness
Hold me with the uncertainty of your warmth
Sing to me, Embrace me, Touch me, Kiss me, Hold me.
But never.. ever..
**** me with the idea of leaving me broken and sober.
Please. I am tired of being an illusionist.
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