my hearts as black as night
hallow and mistreated
and though i act alright
i feel as if i need it
your love, like a wildfire
filled me with endless desire
and died just as swiftly
after having burned right through me
but still these dark nights
harbor thousands of little lights
my hope reflected in the stars at dawn
but when i’m finally sober they’ll be gone
Oct 9, 2022
Oct 9, 2022 at 6:13 PM UTC
my hearts as black as night
hallow and mistreated
and though i act alright
i feel as if i need it
your love, like a wildfire
filled me with endless desire
and died just as swiftly
after having burned right through me
but still these dark nights
harbor thousands of little lights
my hope reflected in the stars at dawn
but when i’m finally sober they’ll be gone
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