She's a Classic
Dawn not a copper gift of hope,But a crimson nightmare of wasted dreams.
The days drag on their leather feet;
Timeless sun never baying.
Soft blades tickle under Hercule's heel,
But do not show their true avarice.
Can you feel time seep slowly through you?
Are you counting the seconds to the end?
Oh faithful Juliet, aren't thee a wasted potential upon humanity.
Fickle Romeo no longer sings the melody of the day's romance.
Such an innocent heart has been shattered young...
Night not a protector of the curse of pain,
But a black abyss of untouched answers.
Theives prowl for a pure heart;
The crescent moon never changing.
Can you see the beast behind the mask?
Can you feel the timelessness in your head?
Frost winds brush against the shoulder of refuge,
But do not sweep away the memories of yesterday.
Cynical Darcy, have you no shame to deny your love?
Daring Elizabeth cannot crawl alone across the scorching desert of defiance.
Do not let the broken die.
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