How could you? How could you expect me to look with lust
into your eyes, when they are full of pieces of broken trust.
Lost, in the frame of her saddens, caught in your weather
I bend over your body, neither broken, or full of eager
How could you? How could you expect me to look with lust into your eyes, when they are full of pieces of broken trust. Lost, in the frame of her saddens, caught in your weather I bend over your body, neither broken, or full of eager |
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Sad
into your eyes, when they are full of pieces of broken trust."
I've been on both sides of this equation, and it's confusing either way.
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The world wasn't meant for one as beautiful as you...
Thanks for your comment
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Privately laughing at silly people is much more satisfying
in the long run than rolling around in the middle of a dusty street
with them, trying to knock out all of their teeth.
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