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Ballad of a Stranger
Crows fly around the sun with a chained carcass.
Dripping down your body is the love that I've never known.
Lock me up and throw away what's left of me.
The boat I row mirrors you; my reflection is repulsed.
I can't handle hanging from these broken tightropes.
Desperation, borderline—where's her state of mind?
A statue that sits in wait hardens with every sweet candy in the rain.
Will you meet her halfway? The haunting eyes swapped out the cries just to see your face.
room 505 is where we stood after the storm, but I guess the rain never truly stopped.
The devil is a lie we denied. Fast times—will the door to the past stay shut?
Last kiss of Pluto's cries.
The tightrope that held both our weights diminished. The ballad from a stranger plays when a familiar face appears in her mind.
© starrose
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