The eyes of seductive pain
From losing herself in the rain.
He followed her to the moon and stars.
Around in circles, not so far..
She lifted up her head,
Walked on by or left for dead.
Whatever was chosen wasn't her plan.
Amongst the rubble, and into her hands.
A choice for words..
That never hurt..
A choice was made..
Just let it fade..
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