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To the Fallout
To the fallout I see in the distance skies How lightning crashes Illuminates this pitch black night I choose to burn all I ever loved Then burn the ashes Erase every word of endearment Blinded by salted water I give release to all memories That return to my eyes in flashes Doubtful if I can find An anecdote to what you’ve left behind Drops of that sweet nectar I aroused from you That flowed from your veins to mine Like turbulent seas Now I ail with this poison A brew concocted just for me Destitute, faithless, fallen Completely incomplete Yet felled by this weakness that makes me pray for your pity How your arrogance grows As every hour goes You wring my own tears On these seeds of loneliness you have sown I plot my revenge Or some vestige of retribution My plans flutter to my feet Like feathers of fallen angels I see now the looming clouds of storm Gales that howl and sway Bring messengers of the coming regime That shall rule my remaining days In these searing embers I swear to hide All the torment that I suffer inside But stuck in between the devil and the deep blue sea How I would spend this world’s weight in gold Only to know for the hundredth last time If you still think of me.
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