A testing silence with out you and me,
I'm only stopping for the scenery.
Riding with dead hope, the cries leave me empty.
same story echoed throughout eternity.
So little time, belittled to suffocate.
A mechanical love, too easy for you to desecrate.
Like a virus to procreate,
Another trail of brokenhearts, you have no soul mate.
At the same point in chronic heart-ache we'll just wait.
taste the bliss.
No soul mate;
the feeling I miss
It's too late.
In acidic rain-you left it shattered,
broken and tattered.
Now play the act,"it never mattered."
Leaving a descrete show of arrogance,
tied with a touching display of eminence.
Never knew it as common sense.
Shedding no sorrow.
you wont see me tomorrow.