maybe when fate decides
to be kind once more,
we can dance again
under a cloud of star glows
and pose **** for each other’s art
but for now,
you’re crafting “i love you’s”
you no longer wanted to say,
and i’m trapped in a skin
you no longer wanted to feel.
Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 8:50 AM UTC
maybe when fate decides
to be kind once more,
we can dance again
under a cloud of star glows
and pose **** for each other’s art
but for now,
you’re crafting “i love you’s”
you no longer wanted to say,
and i’m trapped in a skin
you no longer wanted to feel.
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