Do you still hold faith that you'll find love in your days?
Just a little taste and life wont be a waste.
To love another face, to visit that special place.
I could never complain or regret our time in space.. wait.
What is this place?
Symbolized fate wrapping my neck like a noose,
my grip on reality is slowly slipping loose... So...
I contemplate my everyday
knowing no one knows my true name.
Apr 4, 2022
Apr 4, 2022 at 10:08 AM UTC
Do you still hold faith that you'll find love in your days?
Just a little taste and life wont be a waste.
To love another face, to visit that special place.
I could never complain or regret our time in space.. wait.
What is this place?
Symbolized fate wrapping my neck like a noose,
my grip on reality is slowly slipping loose... So...
I contemplate my everyday
knowing no one knows my true name.
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