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by Milly Hayward
These diamond tears flush dreams of love away
Betrayal but a tea that burns my tongue...
The earth is starting to crack
The clouds are all turning black...
The Bermuda Triangle
Planes get lost there all day long...
How your legacy relates to me,
Many people will never see...
The moon is in a foul mood this night,
so much so the clouds have intervened...
Her sorrowful moan,
I hear it between the dead...
Never let the demon
inside you flought away,
you might need
it another day.
I could say I was hurt, but it wouldn't be true. However this knife in my back reminds me of you.
I lay seeped in darkness, yet I still reach for the stars.