birds dance on moon lit shores
winds carrying secrets howl no more
rains turn desserts into ocean floors
earth keeps turning, evermore
shot glasses used as ashtrays anyways
half a cigarette, burning the night away
demons in my blood always seem to say
things i keep locked, during the day
words with no meaning dance in the air
what your heart wants your eyes dont share
wonder what happened to all that flair
guess its just another heartbreak warfare
- rome
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