I laid my head on your shoulder,
We were then young now we older.
We would play pretend, on and off again
We would run the chase till we'd fumble.
We would crease the skies, right in our eyes
But then the eyes closed and we were burnt alive.
Till we met again and we played pretend
But it felt so more, like nothing had changed!
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24 MAR 2018 AT 0:24