She weeps “I love you so”
my heart speaks no sincere words
She screams, a fragile soul
her body’s set on fire, my love
We’re nothing but a riddle
are we safe? No
But will you stop? The end?
We made it
Dear peace, it comes to an end,
Her scent surrounds my dreams and hands
So uncomplete, untitled.
Are we safe? No.
But will you stop? The end?
We made it
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