IJ 4 E.J.
Confusion got me frozen
Where my heart smelled destiny.
Dismantled and crushed,
my crawling spirit could gathered no strength
I lay still in the darkest long night,
as memories pictured the angel that stood beside me in the church;
the angel I couldn’t dance with
Cos I was lacking in stills
Too much of my kind, but, too far of my kind
IJ for E.J, but, EGR for C.C
The bitter taste of love is served on the table
How do I start eating?
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