Desolation
Night falls on this desolate place,
there's nothing but moonlight and emptiness.
I'm crying but there's no one to catch my tears.
Do you not see she's dying?
She's lying...she's lying motionless on the ground,
and she's trying, she's trying to make it through.
But the tears fall like shards of glass
and she's tearing herself apart with every thought.
Twirling like a puppet on her strings,
she hangs her head and lets herself die.
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