Staring in awe. . .
Eyes fatigued
My soul bare, and raw
Waiting to bleed
Anticipating pain
and distant screams
of distant broken memories
The shattered moon weaps
on a candlelit december's eve. . .
Driving down this one-way street
In a city that never sleeps
Staring, and listening
in disbelief
Her tongue translating
a world of mystery
Lifting her walls
Showing what lies beneath
An abyss of stars
and one single silver streak
The wind whispers my name
into her ear
It was love's deceit
Which made it hard to believe. . .
That she could simply,
Just disappear
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