A/N: I sent this to a magazine and it didn't work out. Guess I better post it hereI’ve saw only a shadow of genuine loverI’ve taste my tears a hundred timesI’ve lied, I’ve got betrayed,I’ve got bruised by line of punchI won’t it repeatedI won’t it squeeze me off my dreamAnd throw me to the endless nightmareYour clutch feels so realWarmed me up and calm me downIt’s soft and taste like probityAnd I won’t let you goNo more, no wayAre you my real ally?Are you my real savior of my life’s malice?Are you going to protect me forever?All replied by your warm embraceAnd your peck on my brow
Comments