by Gerard Love
I'll take this chance to tell my friends
What I'm thinking of
On second thought, I'll think some more
And tell you later on
She don't even care
But I would die for her love
My mind is full of several things
Resembling a thought
I'll take this chance to tell my friends
What I'm thinking of
She don't even care
But I would die for her love
I've had this plan for many years
But now I can't remember
I wanted to assassinate December
Monday, December 12, 2011
December
Labels: frustration, longing, melancholia, romance, winter
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