Last Train to Paris (New Poem)

We ignored the rules of life, decided to break the shackles tonight

Our last gasp of freedom, before we became rats devoid of light

Had to break, make a run for the place we talked in dreams

Take this promise and keep it alive, yet its tearing at the seams

I won’t say it’s over, I won’t say that its you

I’m clinging to eternal hope, one shot to make it all so true

One way ticket to Paris, the city where love exists

Two hearts clinging to forgotten hope, sharing one eternal kiss

One way ticket to Paris, the steam rises from the train

The silence of Porte d’Clingoutant masquerades the pain

A cheap hotel in suburbs, on the horizon lights they dance

Gazing into beaten eyes, this really is last chance

Tomorrow is a new day, the sun will rise once more

Dreams still exist in our cruel unfair world, what are we fighting for?

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