He's the whole universe of a poem.
He wrote me one
I am craving for more
Now he's gone
Left me no words
You are burning within my body
The feeling is warm and pleasant;
Yet harsh and bitter
He wrote me one
I am craving for more
Now he's gone
Left me no words
It’s a memory
You are such a game I might never beat
Cause twas me, the attached one
You are burning within my body
The feeling is warm and pleasant;
Yet harsh and bitter
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