this emptiness is killing me

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by abandonedart

by abandonedart

coffee paintings, and rain showers,

artful frocks, books, and swords.

the day was as sweet as

the taste of the sun in your eyes.

you've handed me your planets

for safekeeping

and I've asked you why.

you've told me you've trusted

the girl you caught a glimpse

of decades ago

but I am not her;

I am just a shell.

you told me she liked carnations;

dandelions danced in your arms.

I was a rotten rose.

I am just a shell.

your fragile cracks are like starlight:

they glow in black holes and ashes

whereas mine are like tainted scars.

I am just a shell.

I knew I was not where I was supposed to be

when I found out

these galaxies never bore

your stars.