A Ship Named Despair

The Tear Garden 5 0 125 0
Stowaway, starless Washed down by an uncaring tide Thrown away heartlessly Crossed out for snaring a ride On a ship named despair I shoot flares in the night But nobody's there... I don't care I've no conscience My memory died On the day I looked into your faraway eyes...

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