"you're making a small change,
to the way that you wear your heart..."
Another sad love song
From the shattered souls of yesterday
Devising plans to publicize their demise
To save themselves
From their own downfalls
Hearts are not only broken
They’re also bled of all emotions
And the sadness of tomorrow
Remain instilled in those walls
We are mere mortals
Who long for something more
Than the emptiness of these rooms
In pastels of gray and black
That brings our sorrow afresh
Questions remain unanswered
Indeed, there are none to ask
And lives remain unbroken
But only from the surface
Scribbled entries of hope and shame
In diaries that will never be discovered
(p/s: i wrote this last year. i wonder why?)
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