Gallows Humour

I died a death and it’s not something you can forget
So I’m not about to just let
Someone dictate who I am
All because there is a plan
We must fall into
Like a lie of red and blue
When I am pristine
And totally outside the dream
He’s got an iron fist
And wants to know the people that I’ve kissed
So he could trap me in a word
But it’s everything that I heard
In the nothingness that you are
And every star
Must learn to burn in the dark
Some kind of mix of dust and quarks
That encapsulate a snare
And just because I was not there
Doesn’t mean I didn’t care
About your road to peace
But it’s already ceased
In me
And letting you go was being set free
From some kind of obligation
You just want to pull into the station
Every night like clockwork time
But a good woman will never be mine
I’m out to be beyond that trap
And I’m sure she will let you map
The avenues of her
As you paper over what we were
I fail to give an adequate reply
I guess that’s how you know it’s goodbye

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