Our deepest part they say,
Cannot control our love,
Our written down destiny.
Our love is dangerous,
Bounded by a curse,
Overseen by the curse.
If we do not kill it now
It would kill us soon
For we cannot bear it not control it.
The heart bleed and the heart scar.
After our curse being revealed,
We tried to kill it.
By killing the communications,
Avoiding the catches,
Forgetting the half soaked pillows and heart aches of the night.
Not minding the worn out looks and the puffed red eyes.
Little did we know....
We made ourselves suffer.
The time has come,it can't be averted
Our fear of its coming is finally over.
But not our expectation...
I ran so close to hold you,
That bullet piercing my heart.
Pulling your head down,
For one last kiss.
With tears in your eyes
My weary smile
Our lips crash
And it all goes black.
Makson👣
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