Rabu, 30 September 2015

Bea(it)ch

Saw a moon at bay
Crafted a doll made of clay
Dazed throughout the day 
Couldn't really get you away

Went to the beach to kiss some boys 
The background was blur, with some noise
Suddenly, I remembered his poise
It's okay, I still have my toys 

The sky lost its golden hue
As I stood at the beach, wearing blue 
Reminded of the last time we argue 
In the end, all I lose is you


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