Deeply I fell in dying spell.
A spell of love.
Cannot be undone nor can be it be complete.
Just a falling river of tears.
Forgive me for caring deeply.
For stories foretold like nightmares and campfire stories.
Like burning carrot on chopsticks.
I was there for moments and felt like centuries.
Burning my heart with caring.
I fell under a spell of dying love.
Shared a feeling, with painted pictures of memories.
When all I see is the river of tears.
Because I kept momentos in my mind like a diary.
Day after day, looking for a better tomorrow.
Wrong was I to think this was it.
We've pained beautiful pictures.
Moments fast like lighting.
And the love that roars like thunder.
But I guess it was all in me.
I fell deeply into an incento.
Deeply did I care.
Deeply did I fall out of love like a dying star.
Deeply did every moment disappear in my mind.
Deeply my heart was chopped into pieces.
Deeply did I fall in a dying spell.
Deeply.
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May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 2:35 PM UTC
Deeply I fell in dying spell.
A spell of love.
Cannot be undone nor can be it be complete.
Just a falling river of tears.
Forgive me for caring deeply.
For stories foretold like nightmares and campfire stories.
Like burning carrot on chopsticks.
I was there for moments and felt like centuries.
Burning my heart with caring.
I fell under a spell of dying love.
Shared a feeling, with painted pictures of memories.
When all I see is the river of tears.
Because I kept momentos in my mind like a diary.
Day after day, looking for a better tomorrow.
Wrong was I to think this was it.
We've pained beautiful pictures.
Moments fast like lighting.
And the love that roars like thunder.
But I guess it was all in me.
I fell deeply into an incento.
Deeply did I care.
Deeply did I fall out of love like a dying star.
Deeply did every moment disappear in my mind.
Deeply my heart was chopped into pieces.
Deeply did I fall in a dying spell.
Deeply.
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