Like A Boat
The heart broken handshake is slowly crumbling around me
The acid of my heart dissolving the stitched remains
You blink at this darkening heart of mine
You turn away from the impending strom
Content in the false calm
Lets not make it complicated
I may be lost in more ways than one
In your eyes I twinkle in the silver night
But I am the misfit
I flirt with disaster
Things will get better darling
But I am a boat sailing on the sea
Hoping one day I'll make a dream last
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