Love.
Love is a word of expression.
Ending in a world of depression,
Always an obsession,
Having trust,
Possessing lust,
trying to adjust,
To the pain,
taking the blame,
And starting with someones charm,
but ending with cuts on my forearm.
Ending in a world of depression,
Always an obsession,
Having trust,
Possessing lust,
trying to adjust,
To the pain,
taking the blame,
And starting with someones charm,
but ending with cuts on my forearm.
♠ ♠ ♠
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