exit remmus
what i say is what i like to do.
what i like is what i like to believe.
What i write is what i trie to understand.
when i write i feel i can understand what i can't see
when is this, this emotion stopping...
if i act upon my things in life?
Who i live with is my own choice.
if i rung at you, would love it
if i wrote you, you could love it
How i touched your lips falling apart.
How i laughed when they crumbled.
if i saw them, touched them, lived them ...
what i like is what i like to believe.
What i write is what i trie to understand.
when i write i feel i can understand what i can't see
when is this, this emotion stopping...
if i act upon my things in life?
Who i live with is my own choice.
if i rung at you, would love it
if i wrote you, you could love it
How i touched your lips falling apart.
How i laughed when they crumbled.
if i saw them, touched them, lived them ...
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