ALEX ANTALLY
WRITER
One of these days you'll see my face for the last time.
I will look at you with begging eyes,
stop me,
say something,
read my mind,
my love.
I'm burning,
fading,
longing,
disappearing
tonight.
Love me, after I'm gone.
- Alex Antally 🌸
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