I see you walk
and all I notice is
the summers breeze
I'm lost in a thought
that shouldn't be bought
or ever touched on
my lips.
I hate to confess
that in this moment
my heart's a mess
This humid sky
follows me home
and all I have is
confliction
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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sometimes it happens..this is life..and scenes of the life are always changed..I hope things will be much better..well narrated story of your heart..

