The crystalline sunset peeks over the clouds and the last of the mourning is wasted away into vast amounts of Nothingness. And I believe that Your eyes, when shut tight enough, hold out the light.
Adoring someone only tears them apart. Like the crane flies free
So do these thoughts of you crooked and maimed I fall drunk with you stumble upon myself The starlight breathes pieces of heaven
on my kitchen floor leaving trails of shimmering shining heartache
the thickness of this wall of silence could be cut through with butter knives but The ceilings are sticky with words we once spoke. . . .Three stars scars Mark the sky Her boy will scream
in that voice of fire that breathes down my neck and
scorches the skin Provide that burning kiss. . . . Provide your burning eyes My bed has grown weary, a numerous amount of tortures gone through dreams of you they all end Turning to find that your pillow is cold Your warmth seeping out from the blankets that I
cuddle to so closely Lonely pictures of you like the hands
of a clock all pointing away from me And so this is where love has dropped us. . . our knees broken and wings snapped in two I'm filled with Half alcohol drenched memories that
when put together show me the bigger picture this tale of
nothing Your solar reflection of a burning boy
dries out this heart. . . No words to describe how much I miss
for the tongue's been cut out, but the diease is not
So I leave you with the only thing that can be spoken with such subtle irony that even you can appreciate it. . .
. . . .silence. . . .


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