• deadlylove 4w

    Let The Lighting Strike To My Heart

    Let The Lighting Strike
    Straight To My Heart
    But There Were No Clouds In The Sky
    Only In His Eyes
    And His Words Like Thunders
    And His Lips Like Torture
    And It Rained Down To His Cheeks
    Broken Promises I'd Taste On His Lips
    And It Struck Landing In My Soul
    And Destroyed The Last Beam Of Hope
    ©Deadly Love