| A naked man, across the lawn, ghosts of morning walk a carpet of tears,
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| Croquet balls, scattered moons, drowning sorrows on a sea of green.
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| The fairy falls with broken wings; |
| I hold it close to me and then let it fly,
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| Another dream, another you, shattered splintered shards explode in the blue.
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| An open door, an empty drive; |
| no kitchen drama, no final goodbye.
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| You’re making out, it’s all my fault; |
| you left to go in search of sympathy.
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| You thrive on grief, on tragedy;
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| You paint the pictures you want them to see.
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| I’m just a dark star, inhabiting a silent void,
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| Spinning in the darkness, orbiting a universe,
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| I want to be a meteor, want to travel at the speed of light,
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| Another dead star, silhouette against a pale moon,
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| I want to crash into another world.
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| That’s how it was, 'or how you saw it,'
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| You never talked, 'you never listened,'
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| I beg to differ, 'I choose to disagree,'
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| You wanted out, 'I couldn’t take it,'
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| You got no balls, 'don't you know it,'
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| That’s my opinion 'you're making that clear'
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| It’s at an end, 'this thing is over,'
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| You led me on, 'tin pot poet,'
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| I write the words down that you don’t want to see.
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| I’m just a dark star, inhabiting a silent void,
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| Spinning in the darkness, orbiting a universe,
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| I want to be a meteor, want to travel at the speed of light,
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| Another dead star, silhouette against a pale moon,
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| I’m in another world.
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| It ain’t easy, it was never going to be, it ain’t no free ride,
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| you don’t get my sympathy,
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| You should have realised you had to compromise, it ain’t easy,
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| was never going to be easy.
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| You let my world explode into stars |