love me
By ladeeda
Melted promises Rearranged Into a mutated version Of the truth Your eyes burn my flesh Tiring of empty desire So mold me However you please But love me, This timeabout something in the distant past Written January 8th, 2002 © on Jan 08 2002 11:12 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"Melted promises..."