Sweet little lily,
She asked me for my name.
Then once she kissed me,
I had never felt the same.
All these kisses are now poison,
Burning scars onto my cheek.
When my lily she did leave me,
I drowned down by Silas creek.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 10:27 AM UTC
Sweet little lily,
She asked me for my name.
Then once she kissed me,
I had never felt the same.
All these kisses are now poison,
Burning scars onto my cheek.
When my lily she did leave me,
I drowned down by Silas creek.
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