Write Me Something

Alnerihsot

Her voice is as sweet as her voice.
She's got a cold look but it still feels nice.
Her soft lips left me no choice.
Her hair runs down like melting ice.

She holds a library in her dorm.
It's her warm loving icy throne.
But she burns like the firing sun.
Cuz I burn up every time she's around.

And she's just a daydream away.
Mysteries remain unchanged.
I'm trying to do right by you.
But pretending to not care about you.
Is the biggest lie I've ever told to you.

And myself.

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