Pause the world for once,
Dancing lights in empty rooms of passion
Soaking snow drenched sleeves
and short walks with the strangers
that will soon become so much more.
Boys with long hair, dressed in black
dancing with bleach blonde girls
In dank lack luster studios,
while music plays
inaudibly through rooms of dry ice
Silhouettes of lovers,
cast upon the walls of fate,
doomed perhaps loose their spot there
when sunrise redirects their shadows
Spirals in the air,
gaining momentum with every moment
as our lives stretch further out into time
lines upon lines of cross connected dots
leading to nowhere
Play the world once more,
and keep in your heart
the moments that cannot be frozen.
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