Wish to play with my muse till the day I die
Wish for us to be never separated by space and time
Will god leave us the time for the storm to calm down ?
Let it be a year or two , let our infatuation transcend this lifetime .
Are you not curious to see what fixing ourselves could bring?
I loved the sinner , you love the sin
Putting such blasphemy behind us
Can heal us both , from within .
Time only makes things better
Praying time can make them forget
And make us a stronger, greater
And forsake all the regrets .
Will the distance be seen as hate and not a final act of love ?
I wonder when unconditional love is no longer vertue but vice
You’ll never feel like what I gave was never enough
Cause I gave you a glance , before drowning in our demise
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 5:48 PM UTC
Wish to play with my muse till the day I die
Wish for us to be never separated by space and time
Will god leave us the time for the storm to calm down ?
Let it be a year or two , let our infatuation transcend this lifetime .
Are you not curious to see what fixing ourselves could bring?
I loved the sinner , you love the sin
Putting such blasphemy behind us
Can heal us both , from within .
Time only makes things better
Praying time can make them forget
And make us a stronger, greater
And forsake all the regrets .
Will the distance be seen as hate and not a final act of love ?
I wonder when unconditional love is no longer vertue but vice
You’ll never feel like what I gave was never enough
Cause I gave you a glance , before drowning in our demise
Thinking too much
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