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The Underpass
By Lola 

It was the right place at the wrong time
They had the right words but not the ryhme
They lay trojans in each others broken minds
There was evidence of passion without the crime

With scars ripping their broken minds apart
They had the idea to lean into a brand new start
The gust of wind became a hurricane creed
The tides became tsunamis of long-forgotten needsy

As their hands joined together they braved the stormy weather
As the clouds set above they found a way to make it better
They began to make declarations of the devoted ones
They loved the fire; they loved the pain; the firepower of a gun

A bullet for you and a bullet for me
The only way we could ever truly be
Just two lonely girls in love with the night
In love with the idea that what they had was worth the plight

Like a pire burning under a forgotten underpass
Their story was buried by the overpass of the past
This is a story where circumstances became the matches
Until the buried fire emerges like a phoenix from the ashes

If the storm passes and the past stays six feet under
Just know some nights I will lay in bed and wonder
The signals that were crossed, the mistakes that were made
Forever set a sun to serenade these renegade thoughts that will never fade

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