In the end
My heart beats
and my heart beats
I can't feel the pain
but between you and me
words are crawling under my skin
so deep
so deep
im picking at it again chest crumbles
doubled over
fumble
intoxicated
liberated
almost empowered by the none sense
im spitting up
fuck ego fuck luck
my veins bleed
oblivious hearts seem to be okay
posion drops
from my lips
residue clenches right
tears break
escape subtle faces
see what pride did
lied
took over this so called
sacrafice
twice?
damn eyes are blind
foolish
more like naive
tricked to be
in love
who we ?
oh please
words of
i love you
slide down slumped spines
memories haunt
strangers who fought
to flaunt
to bat eyes
but in the end
never learned to compromise
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