Pink and Grey Hearts

๐Ÿฆ‡เพ€เฝฒโ„‹๐“ช๐”‚๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐Ÿฆ‡เพ€เฝฒ

where have I stowed away my love,

waiting for you?

I didn't know you'd come along

as soon as I said I was through.

 

I hide within this shroud,

no light can reach me,

and I hear you banging on the door,

begging for me to see...

 

what I have done.

what have I done?

 

I'm awake now,

I can feel your labored breath

on my neck.

I just can't mourn our death

since I was already dead.

 

it's painful to think

you will never stand a chance,

you can't protect me.

in your hands, life is such a delicate dance.

 

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