We're just lost souls
Never really anchored to the world that wanted to hold our wings down.
We're just the reject Angel's, the demons that could never really be that mean.
And every little love in between
We are just lost souls
Trying to be rich coffee on a world stuck on fake romance and cheap wines.
We aren't really lost, though.
We were just never found. We are unrequited love embodied, the people the Reaper could never catch.
We are the guardian Angel's to suicidal kids telling their friend to put the guns up.
So we can lift each other up.
We are just lost souls.
Who never really want
To be found.
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Long Story Short
KurzgeschichtenThis is just a compilation of different bursts of "I HAVE TO RIGHT THIS DOWN" moments and short stories from previous things I've made. Enjoy, and Spread the word!!
