There were purple colored flowers spread across the ground
And its just the dazzling view of you
Everybody else locked in my cold prison of haze
You were walking towards me
And proceeded to commit a tragic sin
your eyes whispered they want me too
I just want to be chained by you
And its just the dazzling view of you
Everybody else locked in my cold prison of haze
You were walking towards me
And proceeded to commit a tragic sin
your eyes whispered they want me too
I just want to be chained by you
About- This poem was written on April 4, 2025 and is part of my "Campus Confessions: The WBoy Chapter".