i don’t search for you
crescent moon
our love decays, half-life
freeman blue
my lonely doom
my missing slice
my pumpkin pie
sweet spice
our fingers entwined
cinnamon twist
i run from this
from my fate
from when we kissed
i run to a place
past time, outside space
it takes away
your face
takes me back
to better days
it takes away
our separate ways
your way
away
Sep 29, 2023
Sep 29, 2023 at 10:48 AM UTC
i don’t search for you
crescent moon
our love decays, half-life
freeman blue
my lonely doom
my missing slice
my pumpkin pie
sweet spice
our fingers entwined
cinnamon twist
i run from this
from my fate
from when we kissed
i run to a place
past time, outside space
it takes away
your face
takes me back
to better days
it takes away
our separate ways
your way
away
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