Trying to adapt
I was eager to fall when you have suddenly shown within my cracks.
Adapting to me was an idiotic move.
It was like bathing in a blazing sun.
I kept my secrets within my flames, and I slaughtered all my lovers.
Who are you?
And let me ask you how's your immunity ?
No, I never pardon love and lovers.
The world has overlooked their existence .
And the winter sonata refused to perform in their stage again.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro