the story about how i found epilepsy and acceptance within . ps . a lot of fan girling x ( health activist )
söndag 17 november 2019
watermelon eyes
are you a soul i can dive in
a heart i can bury with
i will never forget you exist
how did you get so damn perfect ?
with those watermelon eyes
you paint the pitcure of a artist
make me lost in those lies
i dont know how you me found
but i like having you around
it a certain calm
and i bet you never would do me any harm
you remind me of watermelon eyes
kill the illness with kindness
and i fear i write about you until i die
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