Poe

EmpathP

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A spotlight hits the gloom
Of a cold and empty room
Where I sat five hundred years
Humming an ancient tune
And the voice inside my head
Conscience faded, long since dead
Black and blue ink splatter smeared
Letters still left unread

Fleeting heart beats
Of ones I’ll never meet
Wander on a cobbled street
Where the moon flies higher than
The gods above
Evening hour strikes
A shot of spirit might
Quiet the demons in their rite
‘Til the tale goes back to you
The memory of the girl I loved

And I never had a doubt
Of what the story was about
But I had to decide to let you in
Or let you out

When the clock chimes ten
I’ll be lost again
Still more castles to defend
Where the ocean breeze smells like
A sweet perfume
But if you should applaud
My last epilogue
I’ll be waiting in the fog
Where my body sleeps and dreams only of you

And you’ll never have a doubt
Of what the story is about
Now you have to decide to let me in
Or let me out