sábado, 11 de agosto de 2018

- Beyond.

I could think of something cliche
Like promise you the world
But the truth always come from my eyes
Like a photography
Inside my mind
Some things come and go
But you know
You're rare, girl
Destabilizing my sight
This bond
Wandering at the night
You know, we will find
Our own way
Across and beyond
Too far with this burning love.

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