Eyes open, strings broke, her gaze travels along with the shooting stars
Across bloomed meadows, vast oceans, skyscrapers and city cars
Notes to herself hidden within her charms
The lost sound of a forgotten lullaby echoed from within her memories
Cravings for a soothing hand, a gentle hug and a proud look trembled from within her heart
Eyes half closed, the reel in her mind starts spinning uncontrollably
Transitioning back to a fallen youth
Lulling herself into a false sense of security
Words of her menage weighing her down
Shutting her down with a firm hand
Her eyelids feel heavier with each passing minute
Her desires tangled in her abode
Eyes closed, the sudden dark embraced her startling her
Her control spinning, fading into the five rivers
Labored breathing and anxiety-ridden canals
Dismayed at whole full words
Venom in her words concealed
On her knees with an impaled dagger in her mind
Her eyes remain closed
Dear Lord, anoint her again, maybe then her sins would wane
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