Chasing paper moons
In a sweltering heat
Evaporating hope
What is left?
Seven stages of hate
Negotiating with a the reaper
Bantering with silent answers
Chasing paper moons
The only radiance in the dark
Before night turns to day
Tiredness in worry bones
Death grows
Taking it vengeance on life
A casualty of living
Chasing paper moons
In a sweltering heat
Evaporating hope
Washing little smiles away
Grasping at a single thing
Just to make it through the day
Grasping at another the following day
Watching your love waste away
A good soul ripped to shreds
Sitting in helpless shell
Feeling hope evaporate
Everything we are
Comes for the dust of the stars
It hears our sorrow
It feels our tears
It giggles with us
And know our fears
Living and breathing
And knows it too will end
Chasing paper moons
In the sweltering heat
A smile to grasp today
Reminiscing about the future
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