i'm afraid your ride has ended here,
do not bother to try to travel further,
i can't let you closer,
it only get colder,
i can't get any bolder,
i swear i tried,
the thought of letting you in anymore,
it sends shivers down my spine,
i would love to-
but i can't,
this reflex can't be stopped,
don't you ever wonder what people are whispering?
the way they grin,
what if it is all fake?
what if they aren't real?
what if they are using me?
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
i'm afraid your ride has ended here,
do not bother to try to travel further,
i can't let you closer,
it only get colder,
i can't get any bolder,
i swear i tried,
the thought of letting you in anymore,
it sends shivers down my spine,
i would love to-
but i can't,
this reflex can't be stopped,
don't you ever wonder what people are whispering?
the way they grin,
what if it is all fake?
what if they aren't real?
what if they are using me?
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