Im living life like i was told to
Soaring high above these mighty looking clouds
Bringing my heart where my body desired
Crossing my fingers with my little white lies
Lifes a game you just got to work it out
Fix your soul and dreams things that made ya
Im on cloud nine, sipping on my time
I'm dreaming for today and begging for tomorrow
Im living life like i was told to
With just a little white lies.
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Oh, How Cold And Treacherous
PoetryA short poems that I hope you all like or relate to This is a picture from google.
