Oh baby that never was,
I’m now just a stone,
that you’ll leave unturned
Under the heel of your sole,
on some casual stroll
that leads to your,
grandiose tale
of some romantic ordeal
and now don’t get me wrong,
this is not an appeal,
it is simply a seal
of how I feel
about you.
Aug 17, 2012
Aug 17, 2012 at 11:15 PM UTC
Oh baby that never was,
I’m now just a stone,
that you’ll leave unturned
Under the heel of your sole,
on some casual stroll
that leads to your,
grandiose tale
of some romantic ordeal
and now don’t get me wrong,
this is not an appeal,
it is simply a seal
of how I feel
about you.
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