"Make The Beating Come Back"A Poem by FaeryQueenon the spot
"Make The Beating Come Back"
The sun, a broken golden rod, fishing for something it doesn't remember. I don't need no one to tell me what to find, I have everything right here, All I need to know, is if you're willing to break the rules, you swore to yourself, you'd never break. We can break their hearts tonight kissing one another until the morning light.
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Added on October 4, 2015 Last Updated on October 4, 2015 Author
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