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Darken by the Spotlight- The Play II
The listeners with their broken hearts, understood how not everyone can shine,
even though they're stepping the light,
a sour reminder from the rudeness of the time
They have been holding themselves to secret oaths,
Saving the pennies of any waste,
And locking their wishes, as if they were treating demons
Ignoring the opportunities with the hope of blooming by their own
They invalided their words as if it was some kind of bad joke,
The piano is being played by an unknown character,
Who has decided to turn the room into a lawless land,
The orchestra's harmony is on vacation, having taken the slowest plane.
The splinters in the old violoncello have torn the redemption,
Deciding to work with revenge intentions.
Their sorrows will whisper to them in their nightmares,
Seated in their rusted seats made by tears, with everyone else waiting for a response to all the mess
© marsea
even though they're stepping the light,
a sour reminder from the rudeness of the time
They have been holding themselves to secret oaths,
Saving the pennies of any waste,
And locking their wishes, as if they were treating demons
Ignoring the opportunities with the hope of blooming by their own
They invalided their words as if it was some kind of bad joke,
The piano is being played by an unknown character,
Who has decided to turn the room into a lawless land,
The orchestra's harmony is on vacation, having taken the slowest plane.
The splinters in the old violoncello have torn the redemption,
Deciding to work with revenge intentions.
Their sorrows will whisper to them in their nightmares,
Seated in their rusted seats made by tears, with everyone else waiting for a response to all the mess
© marsea
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