February 7, 2019
It's been sometime
Since I have written a rhyme
But here we go
Nice and slow
We bent and almost broke
Suffocating yet trying not to choke
You said a lot out of spite
You raised the heat to maximum height
But in the end
It's our life I need to spend
It's our time that I wish to kill
All while choosing us as our thrill
We may have lost sight
But that's what brought on the fight
As long as there is a fight
We'll always have the light