broken hearts
in my eyes
in the corner of the matinee
like a shadow cast aside
another balancing act
on the edge of a knife
firecracker lies
scattered
all over the conversations
moth and flame game
the prize: your fire
the price: my peace
my love is your hostage
i am afraid
that you might **** it with ease
your gleam
your silent attack
makes me want to slip
through the crack
of a broken tile
the heat
subsides
for each passing mile
runaround
cooldown
till you forget
that you forgot me
where will i be?
who knows...
might even
take off with the crows
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 1:09 PM UTC
broken hearts
in my eyes
in the corner of the matinee
like a shadow cast aside
another balancing act
on the edge of a knife
firecracker lies
scattered
all over the conversations
moth and flame game
the prize: your fire
the price: my peace
my love is your hostage
i am afraid
that you might **** it with ease
your gleam
your silent attack
makes me want to slip
through the crack
of a broken tile
the heat
subsides
for each passing mile
runaround
cooldown
till you forget
that you forgot me
where will i be?
who knows...
might even
take off with the crows
