I'd say you were a hurricane rushing through the air
But you're more like an earthquake, I don't know where i stand
You burnt down my walls, building up
Flooded my senses and I don't know how to swim
But you're just an immigrant in the city of love
A /N : this was origin a chorus in one of my songs 🫶
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
late night poetry
ŞiirJust go down the rabbit whole with me, who knows you might actually have fun. :-) (not my photo btw)
