Inside of me, my soul brakes
My heart stops, I cannot believe
You're gone now, must you leave?
You made a promise.
Watch me as I dance, I smile for you
Listen to my stories when the days end
Smell my hair, hold my hand
Tell me that you love me, don't go.
Inside of me, my smiles ache to a stop.
Goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow.
Promise me.













Comments
But I'd reccommend changing the word 'smell.'
It makes it sound like a fetish, =/
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It's gonna be one hell of a night.
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