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Predestined.

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I feel as if I'm predestined for this train wreck;
I'm in love with the carnage.
The tracks lead us to the end.
I don't think we'll make it much farther,
With no hearts to defend.
They've been torn from the chest,
Like stars from the skies on the purest black nights,
As we search for the eyes of lost love still lingering.

The sun from the window disguises your presence.
You said you were leaving, and this time you meant it.
I've seen you disappear before,
But I fail to determine whether you are in fact real.
I try to find the science of your magnificent departure.

I turn my head away and close my eyes,
A desperate measure to hear your voice.
I hear you in the distance,
I just can't seem to see you anymore.
I turn my head in your direction and you're still just a picture.

I feel as if I'm predestined for this train wreck;
I'm in love with the carnage.
The tracks lead us to the end.
I don't think we'll make it much farther,
With no hearts to defend.
They've been torn from the chest,
Like stars from the skies on the purest black nights,
As we search for the eyes of lost love still lingering.

As the fire starts,
The explosion is second guessing it's timing.
I saw it all before in a dream I had not long ago.
The last time I saw your face.
The metal melts. It sculpts our last embrace.
A touchless kiss.
You left me here alone to fend for myself.
You left me here alone in distress.
On impulse, I breathe from coma.

I feel as if I'm predestined for this train wreck;
I'm in love with the carnage.
The tracks lead us to the end.
I don't think we'll make it much farther,
With no hearts to defend.
They've been torn from the chest,
Like stars from the skies on the purest black nights,
As we search for the eyes of lost love still lingering.
WE become the carnage; the soul has been released.
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xiccibanx's avatar
I like how this moves effortlessly in and out from physicality to metaphors, very nice.