dead leaves
and broken bottles
cuts and bruises
your voice tears a hole in the sky
tears a hole in my heart

can you feel me longing
longing just to hear your voice
just to see you smile

too bad your smile was always fake
hiding your malicious intents

the clouds had silever lining
too bad it was laced with arsenic

it tastes like your name on my lips
 
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