Showtime

 

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Showtime

I ran the gamut for you

Broke down walls

That you couldn’t see through

Wiped away tears with my heart’s tissues

 

When your face chipped like stone

I took you to the creator

And prayed before the throne

Now you desecrate my character

 

And turn cloudless heavens into black sky

Leaving scorched earth with no reply

Why put a needle through your lover’s eye?

Or at least I thought you loved me…

 

You seemed like a nice guy

But soothsayers promote rumors

And false prophets lie

I guess it’s showtime

 

Love always, Esha <3

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