the silence a dying star makes

picture this: your lips on my lips the mirror has to do for now because you vanished like a cloud rainbows wept colour all over the streets When you went away maybe one day we'll meet +++ winter melts, she shys away quite like the silence a dying star makes I'm a jail bird to your music, a criminal in your prayers I watch you in your sleep even when you're not there

 

Luv Lux
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