I see through right your cold heart,
That seeps when love tries to fill it,
With emotions soft and fluff,
And I wash my feet with solace of the night,
As I wear my boots…..

I see through right your cold heart,
That seeps when love tries to fill it,
With emotions soft and fluff,
And I wash my feet with solace of the night,
As I wear my boots…..
Aha!🤩
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