My bedsheets are ablaze, I've screamed your name. Building up like waves, Crashing over my grave.
''What if you write 'mine' on my
upper thigh
Only in my mind?”
( guilty as sin.) It feels like it will be hard to leave you. I write in this beautiful book, about the sweetness of our love. I, as the author of our story:
@iPathnitta - goodbye.
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My bedsheets are ablaze, I've screamed your name. Building up like waves, Crashing over my grave. right away.