they're asking questions
she cannot answer
he's making moves
she cannot understand
his love his drowning into him
she mustn't watch
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Poesíashe was a burned soul; inflamed by your euphoric lies believing that if she never told, she'd forget your soundless goodbye ▪▪ - LITTLE TO NO EDITING, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE GRAMMAR CORRECTIONS - | lowercase & no periods intended |
