and life pours its sorrow
cup full and so empty but
her wrists are bleeding for you
she forgets to tell you that she can't
go on without me or courage
its been so long now but
never long enough to erase memory
i never tried to.. remember you
always meant to let you slip away
temporary thought suggest careful
teeth grinding stillness of broken night
to write to play i'd wanted to
sleep with golden smile
tattoo lust dead giving birth to
intentions, left to own devices
you were always so aching, hurt
i could not hold hand of
tortured flailing silence, hidden guise
we did not find ourselves
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