Angel, I'll die to have you whisper the
Little things I want to hear, things only
You can say to capture me, hold me
Spellbound-breath, you enthrall me-
Secretly, as the poet keeps your name safe, he
Always wants you by his side, just in love.
Charm me, spin my feelings into a mess, my
Heart's in a disarray, I feel helpless around you.
Oh my dear girl, I miss you so much!
What must I do to have you?
For you,
The one who's name begins with A.
Murder
10 years ago
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