Movies.

They taunt me like a beautiful woman shows herself to a married man.

They cry for me like a baby for his mother.

They use me like the client the psychiatrist.

They punish me like an angry father beats his child with a leather belt to teach him a lesson.

They draw me to them like the blazing fire draws a helpless moth for it’s death.

They gift me with bitter-sweet guilt.

They leave me breathless aching, screaming, begging for a single drop of air.

They disappoint me like when a millionaire is looking at his life.

But they love me.

They want me.

They care.

Unquestionably.

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New song.

Sooo I wrote a new song and what a better way to celebrate it, than record it in silence at night and share it with my best friends huh??? 

Exactly ! No better way!! 

So here it goes .. 

MISTAKE BY KAMILA J.