I wrote this for somebody. They are thoughts that don't make sense anymore. Even to me. It's called Willow
Show me real affection
I would still believe
When we sleep together
I still want to believe
My heart longs
To hear you talk
and the way u sing it
I try to talk
Hold my hand again
And walk with me
Into an aimless road
or into a bottomless sea
You've said its complicated
I don't want to know
How much you've hurt me
I'm still a blind willow,
Even I know..
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