It's my heart,
Which made her morning so soccery
It's my eyes
Which she afraid most...her sins are so hidden
It's my ears
Which trust her words not obviously
It's my hand ,
,hold her tightly,even don't knowing she need a rescue
It's my face
That she feds up ...but I didn't know that
It's me
Recently victims the silent betrayal
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 9:52 AM UTC
It's my heart,
Which made her morning so soccery
It's my eyes
Which she afraid most...her sins are so hidden
It's my ears
Which trust her words not obviously
It's my hand ,
,hold her tightly,even don't knowing she need a rescue
It's my face
That she feds up ...but I didn't know that
It's me
Recently victims the silent betrayal
