Albino in black

Under the street light,

Standing at tomorrow’s edge,

Albino in black,

She stands, waiting for the beast,

Waiting for the time

Where roads cross and life stands still.

 

She pleads to the night,

He comes in a black sedan.

She offers her hand,

He takes it gently in his.

She whispers her wish,

He kisses her hand then leaves.

 

Under the street light,

Standing at yesterday’s edge,

Albino in black,

She stands with a dream in hand,

And a damaged soul,

Where roads cross and life stands still,

 

She gives, raging against time.

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