Let our hands align
as your heart collides with mine.
Let your breathes fill my lungs with life
so we will never run out of time.
Then hold me til we decompose,
and you and I are all that's left of the afterlife.
Let our hands align
as your heart collides with mine.
Let your breathes fill my lungs with life
so we will never run out of time.
Then hold me til we decompose,
and you and I are all that's left of the afterlife.
I need an after,
not a happily ever after,
that's a ending,
I need something after the ending,
when my movie ends and the credits are playing I need the last clip,
the bloopers.
I pass by a man begging for savior,
and a woman dragging her child who's distracted by an elderly ladies puppy.
I watch as a business man late for a meeting I assume,
trips on the man asking for change.
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