Heartbreak Warfare

Birds dance on moonlit shores
Winds carrying secrets howl no more
Rains turn deserts into ocean floors
Earth keeps turning, evermore

Shot glasses used as ashtrays anyway
Half a cigarette burns the night away
Demons in my blood always seem to say
Sins I kept hidden during the day

Words with no meaning cloud the air
What your heart wants your eyes don’t share
Wonder what happened to all that flair
Guess its just another, heartbreak warfare

– rome


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