NAPATSORN TREESAP

I thought I had you waiting on the other side of the moon
Whispering to the gates of heaven til the dusk of my sin
Was it your hands holding me to the edge of the dreams?
I thought I was kissing your cheeks before sadly April
Only the moments that lives through my skin
Your life will linger with my memories
I miss your pretty damn face
It appears through the winds and a little rain
Never I know history will be like this
A daisy at the dusk in the wind
Weeping against the lit of the moonlight

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