Lost n im dreaming of you
underneath the stars we are drowning in, .
I spit water in come alive again,
beneath your hands
love grows beautiful
n your voice is something i dont believe n
like the cards that dropped my fate down
n blood drops'
n love lost
n still i dream you
i wonder if i should let it go..
yet hold on to your smile.
it stretches itself across the days.
i was not sure i was in love...
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