Draw the heart, and embrace the photo.
Feeling exploited, I burned the pulps.
From matches emerges a forest fire.
Getting scared, the water appears.
Around the jungle arises the river.
Beautiful blossom flower trees and sun,
Turned into cold ashes after hotness as fire.
Now everything is messed up.
I am a mess, an idiot and a loser
I can trust none around us.
Pretty sure his losing affection.
I can't fondness myself, I am embarrassed.
I burned the forest and tore the infatuation.
How can I forgive myself when I hurt them.
The therapist said, take a sapling
and spread the emotions to the forest.
But a core is weak. It can't breathe.
I didn't want to end the blossom
and ruin the life of creatures.
Don't go tonight, don't leave the heart.
Stay here one more time, remind the river.
To stop the fire, the trees will blossom.
- Autor: ShadowQueen (Shad0ws Qu33n)
- Lisatud: 23/11/2022 18:24
- Kategooria: Inglise keel
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