And after all this time,
Who'd have thought I'd meet you here?
I held you,
I can remember that.
But over calling
You've disappeared back.
Sixteen Seven Twenty Eleven
The clouds part and I'm in heaven.
Bless you
A tissue
a re tweet
an issue.
Of every paper
Your on today
Bethnal Green
I'm on my way!
Wayward,
lucid & under pressure
My performance is best
I'll never surrender.
What are you like?
What am I like?
Heavy rain
Meant no bike.
See you shortly
Sweetness true
@girlterate
Can't wait to meet you!
xxxo
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