Illicitly Tied

Photo by Vill

Suddenly the lungs in the hard beat

Sometimes to catch breath as living in smoke

No words would appear

You left a mark right in my lips

Try taking steps back

We have same feeling

I can’t deny that

We feels like in catastrophic

“We are not,” whispering to me

.

I run away just know

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We far away that we have planned

Never take you as a pioneer

Always keep you as chairman in my heart

That is the worst step we have taken

.

We’re still in the middle of the gun

Every mark we left they chased

They twisted our love into villain

They even never saw the pound

Whether love being cruel

“If we have it?”

I keep this wound ’til fade

And never release our promises ’til we die