by Crissy Penies
(London, GRB)
A day with you I need,
Sit on the window looking at a star,
Your feeding on my hurt and it's breaking,
And all you say is ta.
ANOTHER DAY LOOKING AT THE STARS,
Slowly breaking, with another ta,
why can't you just ask me,
That question,
instead another ta.
PLEASE, I'M DYING
Your feeding on my hurt and it hurts,
if you want the key just ask me?
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