Dead Romance

I’m so tired of these games they play
Like twisted ropes
Old and frayed
Wise thoughts
watch your moves
and shake their heads
As you stir the cauldron
full of empty heads
Laying plans come thread bare
Don’t look for me
What’s last and what’s left
is an empty chair

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