CI.

Tonight I took in everything about Atlanta.
"I drew a heart around the name of your city."
I walked slowly with a piece of paper folded in my pocket.
I had folded the page until it had wings and I wrote 'Amo Te'.
"I write with love and a gun to my head.
These days aren't going to last too long."
I noticed every single streetlight and every pavement's cracks.
"This is my story, love, day one until now,
Background music to a silent film."
I watched as my breath echoed from my mouth.
"Dance to the misery of your life put to backbeat.
Dance to the sound of everything you ever lost."
I climbed the stairs to the top of this city.
Standing tall, She is so beautiful tonight.
"Long live the sound of desperation.
Long live the stereo of destruction."
I threw my paper love off the top of the roof.
I watched as it fell silently to the ground below.
"Dreams are trash on the side of the road."
Falling like this is nothing new.
I take a deep breath and bid the night farewell.
"I'm a sinking ship drowning by a burning bridge.
There's no cure for the 'Dreamer's Disease'."