The tick tock sound of the watch fades away...
Every sound is muted and silence invades the bay...
As your thoughts walk in, everything deviate and go astray...
I lose my consciousness and ability to think straight.
Beloved, I now long for you and my thoughts are trapped as hell,
The key to my heart I offer you,
do not leave me hanging again.
Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC
The tick tock sound of the watch fades away...
Every sound is muted and silence invades the bay...
As your thoughts walk in, everything deviate and go astray...
I lose my consciousness and ability to think straight.
Beloved, I now long for you and my thoughts are trapped as hell,
The key to my heart I offer you,
do not leave me hanging again.
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