Dahlia by Holy Rollers
Rated unrated
The silver backdrop stages The final act engages Pull yourself together One last time As black as moonlit shadows Feeds fire tips decaying All the darkness framing Henna'd hair of hers And who can say They know black Dahlia Seen through the windows In her eyes Touches a soul Forever smiling Cut in jack o' lantern style Dahlia Tell me that the street's The place to be Dahlia Tell me to trust Everyone I meet To learn from Dahlia's A tough way To lose identity As black as all the sadness Fades into the dawn Thinking that The world owes them Till they're on The other end I know that for sure They say they give a damn About those things they want It came down to midnight A fast time isn't long What's the sense Of dying because Inside there's a war on Trying to belong Trying to be strong They say they give a damn About those things they want
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