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Girl on a Road
Inspired by the song from Ferron
It’s hard to start the conversation
when you are trying to win it.
No flowers to pick when lies are little.
I never believed you anyway.
With my suitcase at my feet, I’ve decided
which fork to eat with and what to put on it.
I walk in the grass in-between.
I always believed lies,
waited for them to blossom
after watering them with wishes.
Hopes dead in my fists.
My blue eyes shine marble tears
One day you will follow me to Rome
and we will finish the walk together.