We've met before
I remember your crooked smile
It make me ruminate like deep oceans
You have galaxies in your eyes
Your tears are shooting stars
Does your mind seems a little too clouded?
Does your heart seems a little too loaded?
Goodbyes are hard for you to say
I guess a shred of my soul lingers pensively to your veins
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 3:50 AM UTC
We've met before
I remember your crooked smile
It make me ruminate like deep oceans
You have galaxies in your eyes
Your tears are shooting stars
Does your mind seems a little too clouded?
Does your heart seems a little too loaded?
Goodbyes are hard for you to say
I guess a shred of my soul lingers pensively to your veins
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