vertigo, woe
from time to time
the mirror has spoken:
but it's covered in grime.

passive, attractive
we'll be the new crime
i'd sell you my soul:
but you don't got a dime.

curious, nervous
an electric space
tell your lungs to breathe:
life's not a simple race.

loss, longing
woven into the lace
peel off your layers...
there's nothing left to

a pause
a tiny smile and glance to see
a sign of your hesitation
a breaking point soon to come

a glance
a strand of hope weakened by fear
a droop in your heart
a sudden urge to flee

a silence
a solemn acceptance of defeat
a new lack of optimism
a realization of how alone you really are

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theres nothing left to do
but sit here still
and listen to the mechanical
beep of your heartbeat
the raindrops tapping
upon the windowsill

im tired but alert
because maybe you'll awaken
and re-use those tired limbs
the ones that hang
hollow and limp
i hope im not mistaken

when i say
there is hope yet.

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you and me; so cold ( Read more... )

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