The last bell chimed and not even the crickets could be heard

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The last bell chimed and not even the crickets could be heard
A barely controlled abandon and more than a hint of anxiety
In the silence of the sea, I could pretend to fly backward
My scarlet heart bleeds with lament in verse bleakly

A barely controlled abandon and more than a hint of anxiety
Once the act of inscription has begun, it can’t be undone
My scarlet heart bleeds with lament in verse bleakly
All the beauty around and nothing could make it brighten

Once the act of inscription has begun, it can’t be undone
The scars were there, along with the stench of betrayal
All the beauty around and nothing could make it brighten
One day I’ll be able to move on and see another angle

The scars were there, along with the stench of betrayal
In the silence of the sea, I could pretend to fly backward
One day I’ll be able to move on and see another angle
The last bell chimed and not even the crickets could be heard*

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* Pantoum

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