The floor of my bedroom
will only ever mean you,
me down on my knees
in front of you like
you were my religion
(and you were)
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 3:18 PM UTC
The floor of my bedroom
will only ever mean you,
me down on my knees
in front of you like
you were my religion
(and you were)
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