Bury your halo
In the light of silver snow.
There is an overpass
Where people stare as we go.
How can I lay low
When you look at me like that?
There is silence in you,
I can’t seem to hold back.
I’m under your spell now.
You know me too well now.
I can see you make me weak.
There’s a line of gold
From your eyelids to my soul.
All this time I’ve known; I can’t just lay low.
I will miss you when you go!
Will you kiss me in the snow?
Oct 23, 2023
Oct 23, 2023 at 12:20 AM UTC
Bury your halo
In the light of silver snow.
There is an overpass
Where people stare as we go.
How can I lay low
When you look at me like that?
There is silence in you,
I can’t seem to hold back.
I’m under your spell now.
You know me too well now.
I can see you make me weak.
There’s a line of gold
From your eyelids to my soul.
All this time I’ve known; I can’t just lay low.
I will miss you when you go!
Will you kiss me in the snow?
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