My All
I used to love a man-
tall, strong and bold.
He took my heart, he took my thoughts,
he took me all.
I used to love a man,
but I couldn'a touch his soul.
He took my sleep, he took my dreams,
he took me all.
Copyright © Victoria Georgieva | Year Posted 2021
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