As I lay next to you,
With the sun shining on your face,
Your skin so warm,
While I lay here cold,
Why did you pick me?
I'm nothing special,
I'm just another girl that you'd walk by.
~K.L
Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 11:37 PM UTC
As I lay next to you,
With the sun shining on your face,
Your skin so warm,
While I lay here cold,
Why did you pick me?
I'm nothing special,
I'm just another girl that you'd walk by.
~K.L
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