A dark flake, maybe a shadow
She looked up at the sky,
"Stars are the prettiest"
She's wrong, she lied.
I wrote her out,
I made that tune out
The night hid her somewhere
Still, I sang her out
She's gone, already
She didn't hear, no doubt
Yet in this,
The most intolerable negligence,
A new life,
Something red I found out.
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