Your Last

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empty streets
lonely hearts
uncertain nights
in spectrum there you are my light

found you in tragic miseries
dipped in dark histories
one touch, sparks fly
is this a love to die

it's never to late
we've met by fate
now a dream come true
it will always you

we're both left with nothing
now i'm your first of everything
one summer has passed
you wanted me to be your last

Love and Other Anxiety: a poetry collection Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora