Purple flower

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Our love would never be like others
Love was so divine, betrayed me so many times
But tell me who's counting the numbers
All the fights, would end up as crimes
In a red room , full of wines
Getting drunk, all on drugs,
Are we even lovers?

Never loved me, from the beginning
It was all a joke ,you've been persistent
The truth you never own up, just played along
Its been a while since that person i loved
Left the chat, left the memory
Its a different person holding the mic
Are you still waiting for me to tell you
It was just a joke all long?
-A

his knifes searching everywhere on my body
nails so sharp gives the feeling of a tiger
precious blood of my, everyone wanted a taste
was dripping down from my thighs, my neck, my arms
from the slight scratches he left behind
one of a kind feeling, i love it
like the devil he was, had the most wicked ways
light as a poker card, sharp as the sword of a might knight
no one stopping us from this, let them get deeper
leave the marks on my body, like you did to my soul
end everything for once and for all
And

lies lies lies...
Shoved in my face
Maybe i failed to change my place
was your love won with a race?
the better your case , faster you embrace
now you tell me im too precious to have
or maybe too much for your simple life
now after these lies, 
we gonna take a long drive
see the outcome , get the answers

-A

Last night I had a dream,was so bright
Like a light in my dark night
We were walking side by side
Fireflies passing by , smiles so wide
On a deserted island right beside the sea
Over endless miles of rocks
felt So soft like sand

The moon was shining bright,
made us go blind , was just like love
You looked over at me and smiled
That looked warmed me up,
happiness Piled up...
Your eyes so full of passion,
Something no one has ever seen
Our thoughts both running wild,
Every feeling we both had, mild

We laid down and held each other,
Hold close, like u never did
So close but never enough
The fear grow with time, the kind i suffered
The tides came in and nearly covered
place it all in a box, with all of ur stuff
As we turned it into a pure and beautiful love,
-A

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