Time is at a standstill for these past few days
where the night encapsulates our bodies and the trees shush out our voices.
But that is all we ask for
But that is all we ask for
A moment of fortressed respite from the world
From us..
As the loam pads our naked hearts
By strange hands I don't know from where they're coming
Yours fritts and mine's iron made
Coz you can only be what you are
You've had the heart of a star
But light never had hit it before
It rather went through the ripples and folds of your brain
The best designer of ambushes I have ever seen
"I'm just so confused", you whisper again
for tear-stained emphasis
Should I mention again
That feelings are now real
But no longer a reality
That feelings are now real
But no longer a reality
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