You scare me,
You don't feel real
With how much you do
With how much you feel
Had to see your own beauty through pain
The purest love always ends up being in vain
We both know this too well
Cause I saw you at the end of my hell,
So now we stand with eachother
In the face of our greatest fears
With all that we have
Praying they dissapear.

  • Author: anabasova (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 19th, 2023 19:27
  • Category: Friendship
  • Views: 6
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