Acapella from the Heart

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The upbeat piano, changes key mid performance
Bipolar, as a hormonal teen
The sign says open, but it just doesn't feel like home anymore
The tone of your voice, has become a barren desert
Where no emotions of any sorts, can set up shop

The block's favorite neighbor, don't you wish he was your father instead?
Deadbeat, wet drops onto blood shot eyes
I blink twice, weary feelings in a tight vice
This rusty metronome mimics a shaky heart beat
Dinner with a candle light, your preferred brand of wine
No matter, how well layered your smile
A distant look of dissatisfaction, appears after the laughter subsides

I point, a building shining ever so bright
Like the city, that never sleeps
Blurry figures dance along the curtains, leaving little to the imagination

The local stray cat, don't you wish there was a way to adopt him?
He'll never forget you, once you fed it from your palm
You have become a familiar scent, your voice has become insurance
That one will never sleep on an empty stomach

Drunken stride, in my steps
Lips once virgin to the taste of alcohol
I finally understand, how one can easily become addicted
Just as I once was for you

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