Who is that boy, with those piercing headline eyes – I tell you, he only
looks like bad news. His kiss is like a deep bass, a note shaking your
heart with the lies that plays from his lips. Yet, doesn’t he make you
feel older than you wish to be, as you love to think on nostalgia—
all those good moments you long to harness,
would you dare to be honest?
_Still, you defiantly love him more than me, or so it seems…._
Dec 30, 2024
Dec 30, 2024 at 12:53 AM UTC
Who is that boy, with those piercing headline eyes – I tell you, he only
looks like bad news. His kiss is like a deep bass, a note shaking your
heart with the lies that plays from his lips. Yet, doesn’t he make you
feel older than you wish to be, as you love to think on nostalgia—
all those good moments you long to harness,
would you dare to be honest?
_Still, you defiantly love him more than me, or so it seems…._
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