Oh Why

I stand at the door, For more then you know, Your eyes are the universe in your mind, I want to travel and find all the secrets, That define you for you, Your flaws, Your perfection, Your fears, But it's too late to try, i lost grip of the relationship oh why. written: 4/24/2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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