The Mist that, is Mist
Look at the Mist hit your face
You are so beautiful in Spring
My ankle has clicked since that day
That colour always looks good on you
The toll ahead seems a little steep
The Mist is more, than Mist
Hands held tight in to the night
We just leave the light on until 3:38
The bills are due yesterday
I know a day with you is worth it
Destiny is our experiences
The, is more than Mist
All that matters is we are baking.
But I love you.
Mist on my cheek,
Mist on my boot.
I could not see the end.
Nothing will stop the Mist.
TATW
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