Blinding Sun
bask in its warmth
Sunday, October 30, 2011
DISARM ME WITH YOUR SMILE
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
TO WITHER IN DENIAL,
THE BITTERNESS OF ONE WHO'S LEFT ALONE..
Ooh, the years burn..
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