I hold my last letter to you
And I find a breakthrough
To why everybody was dying
And there's no denying
I'm running to you
Trying to get to you
Can't stand the thought of losing you
I lost everybody but I can't lose you too
Every second that passes, I'm near
Bast as I see you, I see the fear
In you eyes
I'm not ready to say goodbye
'Déjà!" I call
But you fall
When I see the tears in your eyes
My heart agonizes
Please don't go Déjà!
I'm sorry Déjà!
But soon your body fades to dust
I feel my heart is about to bust
'I love you forever '
'Death or life, we will be together '
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“I’m wearing a thrifted dress that I found in a charity shop in the UK, the tights are Lazy Oaf, the lace layering shirt is Urban Outfitters, the shoes are Crocs, and the bag is from Baggu. I recently read an article about ’dopamine dressing’ and how wearing bright colours and joyful fashion pieces can help with improvement of mood and confidence, so I have been making a conscious effort to stop wearing black everyday! I also take a lot of inspiration from Copenhagen street style as I love their use of layering and playing with different prints and colours.”
I was broken, I was hurting with these scars, I cried
On the day the stars fell out of the sky and died
You found me and told me
'I love you can't you see?'
You swore upon the stars
That you won't be one of my scars
Day by day
We grew closer as I would say
But one night
You lost to the fight
And give in
To death and everyth'in
Now I lay here broken for the second time
You broke your promise, oh what a crime
And that night, the stars fell out of the sky again
As I tried to pick myself up the best as I can