I am so lonely,
watching you fade.
You aren't a phony,
our love is like a masquerade.
Our thoughts are racing,
for one another.
Our steps we are tracing,
as we become lovers.
Lost in your beat,
lost in your soul.
We seem to always be beaten,
our hearts in a hole.
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 10:29 AM UTC
I am so lonely,
watching you fade.
You aren't a phony,
our love is like a masquerade.
Our thoughts are racing,
for one another.
Our steps we are tracing,
as we become lovers.
Lost in your beat,
lost in your soul.
We seem to always be beaten,
our hearts in a hole.
2/15/16
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