Hopelessly entwined.
Dreams shattered,
Hearts battered,
Fare thee well divine.
Fill my glass afull with wine.
Pitter, patter,
Thoughts been scattered,
Deadly road of mine.
Where will I head?
Fate always knows best,
But who's to say I agree?
Heart made of lead,
Fall deep into rest,
Never released to be free.
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