its a perfect weather
the guitar is crying for my touch
the pen wants me to hold her so much
and my heart has thousand words to say
loads of melodies awaiting to be filled with lyrics
but still
im not in the mood to write
the too- perfect settings doesnt trigger my desire to write
one reason is already enough for me to not write
ah, and still
i wrote this.
i just realised i'm writing.
the guitar is crying for my touch
the pen wants me to hold her so much
and my heart has thousand words to say
loads of melodies awaiting to be filled with lyrics
but still
im not in the mood to write
the too- perfect settings doesnt trigger my desire to write
one reason is already enough for me to not write
ah, and still
i wrote this.
i just realised i'm writing.
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