Zooey Par Deux
Zooey Fin
in a time of great disaster
nothing seems to matter
only because i can't have her
she's in her own time
where there's flowers and sunshine
things she can call hers mine
here is the time passing
on a canvas lapsing
with some wishful grasping
yet time stands still
i see the fires burn
wait for wars to turn
and hope that people learn
i'm glad that she's not here
the darkness she does not steer
not able to create fear
so it comes from a place
feelings i can't chase
she takes the hearts base
yet time stands still
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