Desolate land, The fifth meteor strike, another
Catastrophic goodbye,
With your morals as old as the planet,unbreakable like any other tough guy.
Foreseen consequences,wiped out with a terrible choice,
It was covered with dust, the other side of the coin.
With Ivy wrapped all around me, I'm still spellbound,
The queen of Justice was too cryptic to be crowned.

Flooded, the dream house of a Vagabond,
What a blunder, crossed the thin line between a need and a want.
Chronic wound, each time, only a stranger cures,
Should i fill the gaps between the whys and wherefores?
No piece of paper has ever had a perfect heart drawn,
No love for too long, Is love long gone.

My heart...