Sunday, March 26, 2017

It's called love

She caressed my face
I showed her my scars
Spent all night
Reminiscing on my plight
The flight in the morning
Couldn't be soon enough

I'll have to leave her
Like a bad dream
I can't stand staying
The night anymore
I wake up to see your face

As we moan
I whisper your name
What mentally plagues me
To do these things
This overwhelming feeling
In my heart
Stops me from breaking down

The wind blows
I hear your words
Don't let them see you frown
In the words of j Cole
This the part that
The thugs skip

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