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You look at the moon and what does she tell you?
Nothing
This because you're the moon, you can't look at your reflection waiting for me to tell you something.
Look at you from the inside like you do when you put your eyes on me…
You're my past simple, the best I ever had, the best I ever was
It's impossible not to remember our love and our trajectory, I got you so much!
I feel in the Vatican, being believed in your lips and devoted to your disnudity
If it were up to my goodwill, you'd be my daily bread
Believe in my words, put faith in us because we’re friends in love
Your voice sounds praise, hearing you is what I like most, comforts my soul.
About the Creator
Keven D’wara
Just I dreamer it yet..


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