No poetry can fix this.
how much I miss
no taste, no love, just kiss
no, I can't fix this.
I agree when I disagree
I can't hide away
And I feel so gray
Can't hide
or mind
Don't care
I'm still there.
Just answer that damn phone, please.
No poetry can fix this.
Postado por K. às 15:39
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