the Maccabees were playing in the cold air,
under the dark sky, us, the lonely pair.
we hummed to the song, when the stars rained,
the moment was beautiful, but our hearts were pained.
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Grew up at midnight- The Maccabees.
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Poetry❝the day you'll return, is when i'll write about rainy days and coffee stains.❞ *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. A poetry book. Other information inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are re...
