the clock keeps making noise and i’m still awake
laying there wishing on a star
wishing for the one that’s taken
forbidden from my touch
laying there sleepless at 2 am
hoping someday they’ll be mine
it’s bad wishing heartbreak on someone
i tell myself that
but my brain doesn’t want to listen
i want them
only them
but they’re forbidden from my touch
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Author:
Jack Eggz (Pseudonym) (
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