[06][19][09] - 2

In a place of many
only 1 remains
bring in the new
remove the stains

In a place far away
you keep yourself hidden
to give you my heart
is wholly forbidden

In a place of choices
how does one go about choosing?
when inevitably
one of us is losing

[06][19][09]

You're my source of poetry
from now on,
through my fingers you bleed

from now on,
its a city under siege

because you're my source of poetry

everywhere i glance
i see you
could it be
you see me too?
could it be
I've stolen parts of your soul
impressions like the wind
have taken a toll

impressions you left
when before my heart you tore
impressions you gave me
leaving me sore

everywhere i touch i feel you
could it be
you feel me too?

from now on,
its a blanket over the breeze
how do you inspire me with so much ease?

and how you leave me
you're such a tease

the city wont stop
it's under siege