He plays with innocent hearts so well
His touch screams heaven but his eyes belongs to hell.
He is handsome but dangerous
Radiating sin and it's contagious
When you see him out in the streets you better run
Before he takes your heart and shoots it with his gun
Everyone ran away when he entered the vicinity
Can you who stayed and fell for him?
Me.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
