we dance
in the artificial moonlight,
to the rhythm
of yesterday's lies.
(she is lost, broken, i am nothing
at all.)
and our eyes sing
"the sun doesn't blind us,
the sun is no more,
forget all the beauty
we used to live for."
she dreams of interlaced fears, terror
twisted into
nightmare.
i don't dream at all.
in the artificial moonlight,
to the rhythm
of yesterday's lies.
(she is lost, broken, i am nothing
at all.)
and our eyes sing
"the sun doesn't blind us,
the sun is no more,
forget all the beauty
we used to live for."
she dreams of interlaced fears, terror
twisted into
nightmare.
i don't dream at all.

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