We were on the edge
Before
And we're still so involved
In this love song
Like pieces of hearts
Like puzzles that rouge
That hurts bad bad as hell
In coldest dirt
And we hide all are fears
From distant door
In this maze of these cresent moods
And My 'every word
Made us think about the heat
And My all of our tears
Dont truth are dare alone
And the hallways are the rust
With our reality already written down
Spinning the bottle
With ghost of love
©mrnothing
M