It’s cute in a way, till you cannot speak
And you leave to have a cigarette, knees get weak
escape was just a nod and a casual wave
Obsess about it, heavy for the next two days
It’s cute in a way, till you cannot speak
And you leave to have a cigarette, knees get weak
escape was just a nod and a casual wave
Obsess about it, heavy for the next two days
A hundred steps I have to climb.Originally Posted by Within
I must ascend, but hear you groan:
You're cruel! Are we made of stone?
A hundred steps I have to climb :
Who wants to be a step? Not one.
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