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Alchemy Of Ruins
Against the whisperings of a slanted horizon
on the other side reason
love plays here
He stares at me through hungry orphan eyes
in a thirst for (com)passion
& erases the lines of where I thought I existed
I painted him somewhere in between my dreams
& that black inked night when my pens ran dry
neath the scattered remnants of fallen stars
I am a tattered paper doll
folding under his finger tips
in silent prayer
that he'll take his time in breaking my heart
on the other side reason
love plays here
He stares at me through hungry orphan eyes
in a thirst for (com)passion
& erases the lines of where I thought I existed
I painted him somewhere in between my dreams
& that black inked night when my pens ran dry
neath the scattered remnants of fallen stars
I am a tattered paper doll
folding under his finger tips
in silent prayer
that he'll take his time in breaking my heart
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