Baby, you’re beginning to become something of a muse. You got me buzzing with a motivation that my words, coated in visions of you slip out on paper like a fixation. I guess you’re all I can think about...
Read MoreIt wasn’t until the late night dinners in hidden backstreets, where the only thing she could taste was how she felt when she was with him...
Read MoreWe found the magical elixir in this world of false pretend, but baby, I no longer feel your soul as your heart slips out from my hand...
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