OverShadowed

Give me your life
Yeah, you the worn voyager
When did the piper pass,
You’ve got no lawyer

The skin off the fiber
The tongue death and mute
The last promise you’ve given
From your ground, obedient tooth

Tear of your past
Leave dry tears dancing inside of paraded moonlight
Fearful of jumping off the balcony . . .

A silhouette is all I wish to see

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