-[ℬ𝒶𝒾𝓈ℯ𝓇 𝒹ℯ𝓈 𝓇ℴ𝓈ℯ𝓈.]🌙

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Paint me with roses,
make me a sin,
do you remember
our first scene?
We got the same blood,
the same old feeling,
but it's dying when
the world doesn't let us in.
I see no longer anxiety,
no longer pain,
in the walls i would paint my brain.

So amazingly creative,
destruction came in,
when already the game we're in
has began.
Words fall for you like i did,
I'm the last melody in your head.

So abusing,you control the veins.
No one couldn't hear the rain.
Your voice cuts deeper my tongue,
like a knife with no rules,
you step into me,like there are bones.
Imbrace my heart and soul.

Walking through a houses of gold,
i left my peace in the snow.
I left without doing something in my own.
Whatever it is,i'll make it grow.
Lights are bright for us,
we're shining throught a lot of amaze.
These eyes,they simply gaze
they play with silence,there is no maze.
We're running free around the corner,
but we stop because of a bother.
We found each other when the moon rised.

Flower each time bring us happiness,
and till our hopes get old,
we would be satisfied.
Old good times that never died,
drawing into deep curves,
the way lines makes us decide.
Cold legs aren't burning in my arms,
please hold my cheeks with your hands,
paint me with your lips and
chase my body like i'm paranoic.
You do too much,you're alcoholic.

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