Private home library
my home will look like this. meaning, thousands of books
Good lord I love this… oh the smell of books<3
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Private home library
my home will look like this. meaning, thousands of books
Good lord I love this… oh the smell of books<3
How dare I forget how amazing these guys are?
If only I could clear my head,
If only I could hear my heart.
Would you tell me the truth,
or let this fall apart?
I can’t help to doubt your every intention..
Your eyes tell me what your lips can’t say..
The games we play, oh the games we play.
You’re here then you’re there but never too close.
You’re afraid of the world, we’re afraid of the ghost.
I’m afraid of your lips and the secrets they hold.
Please don’t let this go, please don’t let me go.
I promise you, if you let me in,
I won’t bite hard, I won’t break skin.
Give me a chance to show you a life
where fear no longer dwells in a bottle on your bedside.
If you forget me now and end the show,
I’ll never let this go. You’ll never really know.
If only I could clear your head,
If only I could heal your heart.