The fire ignites, in my soul,
only you, make me feel this whole,
and I know it doesn't mean a thing
but the thought of it makes my heart sing.
Whether this is wrong or right,
either way, you've made my night
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 6:13 AM UTC
The fire ignites, in my soul,
only you, make me feel this whole,
and I know it doesn't mean a thing
but the thought of it makes my heart sing.
Whether this is wrong or right,
either way, you've made my night
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