Like 80’s

So soft, so 80’s, like a immense loft
so careless about what gonna break your heart
so colourful, so dark, completely lost
like a poem inspired by a goth
broken like the corners of my heart, hurt, hurt
scream, help, a puddle of blood
a broken pencil, no ink in the pen, we must improvise
this declaration must shine
like the neon sign, like neon
our mind gonna exploud, great thud
tick tock, the clock won’t stop
end of 80’s
what we miss?

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