Thing turning.
What is this anger all about?
Just a sentence or few words i said?
What about the moments we spared huhh?
Even though it was for a short period
Maybe just few days or nights we had
Doesn't it matter?
Those words were in the moment
But those moments were forsaken
Just the touch and rolls
Cold feet and sores
Kissing lips and moulding overs
Touching body over each others curves
I just want to darn it darling
Maybe you were supposed to be earling
Just forget everything and come under sheets honey
Lets try make it again a thing turning.
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