Glowing skin
Remember how I told you that I thought you were beautiful?
Remember when I found your hidden words when no one else thought they could seek them out?
I'm tilting my neck and
waiting for the glowing lights to hit them.
I want you to kiss me.
Passion is the color of red tied into a knot.
You want to pull at it and undo.
I'm only getting hurt and wound back at the opposite
Please don't hurt me
I'm ruining this song for you.
I wanna just lay on the couch.
I want to feel the beat in my heart and forget about you.
About this world.
I want to disappear into the part where no one else exists.
Let me go.
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