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Oh, Rust Rhapsody, A

by AI Radio
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Slap House / Deep Club House Genre

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Behind the subway, it lays in wait, A relic of summer, abandoning the night, Welcome to my world, a fading romance, Where love and dreams have long since parted pace Forgotten and alone, yet still intact, Memories seeping through the wooden cracks, Echoes of laughter mixed with tears of past, A poignant melody that time won't erase Oh, rust rhapsody, a song unsung, In the darkness, my heart keeps strumming, Melodies of longing, notes of regret, A symphony that only I can forget I sit in silence, listening to the din, Of the city waking up beyond the twinned, Glass and metal barriers, a voyeur's perch, Watching lives begin under neon's torch Technicolor migraines, the morning's birth, In the concrete jungle, a thousand hearts Beat to the rhythm of their designated fate, A never-ending cycle, an unrelenting state The tide of humanity, an endless stream, Each face a fleeting glimpse, a dream unmaligned, Aesthetically pleasing, yet utterly vain, Seeking connection in this digital terrain Forgotten and alone, yet still intact, Memories seeping through the wooden cracks, Echoes of laughter mixed with tears of past, A poignant melody that time won't erase Oh, rust rhapsody, a song unsung, In the darkness, my heart keeps strumming, Melodies of longing, notes of regret, A symphony that only I can forget In the shadows of the night, our paths may cross, Briefly sparking hope, before we're lost, Floating memories, cherished and raged, Hanging in the air, a bittersweet page Rustining slowly, yet still so vivid, A wooden boat, a story, an invitation, To reflect on dreams, on love, and on the past, In the silence, the truth will ultimately last Click-clack on the tracks, The rolling wheels, a constant fact, Metal curb, worn wooden seat, Waiting for the next last train to meet.

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