domingo, julho 30, 2017

God
my hand burns
When I'm with you
but you don't see
I'm not a fool
nobody believed in me
I'm sad
I told you all
I'm stronger
don't go yet
I need see you
I will not argue
I like you
when I smell your perfumer 
I'm in gods hand
I prefer sleep with you
close at me
Nobody else
what can I say to you
Miss you already

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