Nomad

Fall into me 

Catch the train to platform thrity three

I will watch as you depart 

For the lacerations of your heart 

 

I can't save you 

If you get too far in 

Yes I may be beautiful 

But there's a lot 

beneath my skin 

 

I have not yet found my destination 

I am still a nomad in desolation 

 

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