beneath
- Nov 12, 2021
- 1 min read
We are in the realm of Bittersweet romance,
Im getting stomped over like a train platform
while you await for the coach that would draw you in.
We are in the realm of Bittersweet romance,
Im getting stomped over like a train platform
while you await for the coach that would draw you in.
She was with me Right there Before the candle blew it all away I was tapping my feet to the rhythm of the water trickling into the bottle...
A light click and my wooden queen was down I bit my lower lip and realised that a sole tear trickled down my cheek slowly With a sedating...
The Bus he was on was about to depart, She held tightly onto the water bottle and didn't stretch forward to give it to him Because she...
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