Stagnant strangers
Romance on
Crowded pathways below

Admiring
The stage's
Glistening coat

The reflection
On the sill

Giving the cheekbones
Their due

Praising the worth
Of porcelain skin

My shades of blonde dancing
In the high
My shades of blonde dancing
In the high
Sun

I gave labor
To the grief

To the squinting
Spectator
Who drank in the despair


As I tiptoed
Off the plane
Of existence
And drifted listlessly

Through the velvet
Blackness of
Through the velvet
Blackness of
Oblivion

I am what I always was
(Gleaming and empty)

I am what I always was
(Gleaming and empty)

I am what I always was
(Gleaming and empty)

I am what I always was



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