Roaming this empty street
I'm one with the darkness around me,
I don't feel scared,
it boosts my confidence, I'm self aware.
My combat boots won't give in
through all storms they'll resist,
the trees dance with the breeze,
the streetlights shine and fade.
Your silhouette walks by my side
a hurtful scar of the past
a ghost I won't exorcize,
you became a part of myself.
Jun 3, 2021
Jun 3, 2021 at 12:08 AM UTC
Roaming this empty street
I'm one with the darkness around me,
I don't feel scared,
it boosts my confidence, I'm self aware.
My combat boots won't give in
through all storms they'll resist,
the trees dance with the breeze,
the streetlights shine and fade.
Your silhouette walks by my side
a hurtful scar of the past
a ghost I won't exorcize,
you became a part of myself.
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