Miss-Pelling Heart

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Canto n. 21 – The woodpile (Play me, I’m yours)

on August 5, 2013

Play me, I’m yours.

Won’t you come and break down this door?
I’m trapped in an abandoned building
Come find me now, where I hide and
We’ll speak in our secret tongues






2 responses to “Canto n. 21 – The woodpile (Play me, I’m yours)

  1. rckhsl says:

    “We’ll speak in our secret tongues”


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