Whispering in hallways, no sound to be left
Incriminating driveways, ripped up
Friends and enemies, shot in the hip
No mercy.
Harrowing cries, and harking songs
Pieces of what, left in a pool
Of blood, sweat and tears
Of lucky escapades and shocking truths
Of sadness and loss
The broken woman’s scream, resonating soft
No mercy.
Tied and bound on rugged steps
Scared and haunted greens we leave
Hands torn by steaming trains
Open hearts left free to roam
No strings.
Together, tomorrow, tonight
We leave.
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