Look at yourself darling.
You are not entirely what you appear to be.
There is something caressing your soul,
what could this ever be?
Dear me,
Where will I find the words to burden thee,
your speech screams 'leave me'
You eyes tell a heartfelt story.
Forgive me for asking, but where are you darling?
Forgive me again, for I say
that you are not entirely what you appear to be.
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 12:36 AM UTC
Look at yourself darling.
You are not entirely what you appear to be.
There is something caressing your soul,
what could this ever be?
Dear me,
Where will I find the words to burden thee,
your speech screams 'leave me'
You eyes tell a heartfelt story.
Forgive me for asking, but where are you darling?
Forgive me again, for I say
that you are not entirely what you appear to be.
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