Hello Beautiful Stranger
Hello Beautiful Stranger
I saw you again.
And it felt like we were a thousand stars apart.
Your eyes hold this delicate sadness,
I feel like a wandering stranger, back at the start.
Sometimes I feel
I’m lucky to know you
But your eyes glaze over my image
Like my presence is so new
I always thought it was strange
How innocent love never lasts
Like a phoenix screaming
As it drowns under its ash
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