Last Night You Were Riding the Wave
You choose: to be drowned to be burnt to be cut,
Last night you were riding the wave,
But rover from nowhere is taking her heart
despite you are loyal and safe.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2021
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