Spectacle

Broken trust, love of death.

Death of love, trust broken.


Maybe we can fix this,

might we really try.


Try?

Really?

We might.

This fix. (πŸ‘ˆπŸ˜œ)

Can we maybe?


Maybe not. Maybe this is all we got.

Maybe this goes down in flames,

The spectacle just makes us famous.


Maybe I just won’t give up.

When we hit the ground,

I’ll pick you up - you’re all I’ve got.

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