Where are you? By Abbi-Ann Cohen
The bomb is real
Value is key
And there are other things too
I never stopped loving you.
Even when you gave me
Warm #coldwater
My heart knew there was something
You could offer ;
Something like
You give my heart flatter,
But you waste too much time with me.
Now I am now weary
Love is around me,
And I must choose my home.
Schiessbefehl my perception of me in you.
I must not look for you anymore.
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