You are the only one

I’m not trying
to prove something

to you.

All I want
is to know


aren’t going
to walk away.

Reckless and
on fire.

Both of us.

You’re arrogant and wearing the widest, whitest wings,

and you are
the only one

I’ve ever bled for.

How is this

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