𝙐𝙨 | 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜

part two : favorite crime

“ And I lost you
The one I was dancing with
In New York, no shoes
Looked up at the sky and it was
The burgundy on my t-shirt
When you splashed your wine into me
And how the blood rushed into my cheeks
So scarlet, it was
The mark they saw on my collarbone
The rust that grew between telephones
The lips, I used to call home
So scarlet, it was maroon ”

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“ Baby, you were the love of my life
Maybe you don’t know it’s last ‘til you find it
It’s not what I wanted, to leave you behind
Don’t know where you’ll land when you fly ”