Close your eyes,
And image we had no facial
Features of this window
The pain we stare at each other
Through, the good times
And the unbearable
The stain of where you used to stay
Are we stable?
Maybe I see too much of you
While you see less of me
More of me left inside of you
We have always been blunt
Our relationship
Nothing but a stunt
To prove things we already
Know, you don't love what I am
A nightmare that's bittersweet
Try and Trouver
How far I have Déchu into your
Luxury that drives me insane
Something I can never Garder under
Control, of the amount of love I let out
Falling out of love
The small songs I sing
Wondering what drove us away
The reactions
Satisfactions
Of knowing that we are
Just two BLANK FACES,
Âme s'embrasser in the dark.
YOU ARE READING
V. Visages Vides (Blank Faces)
Poesiebroken promises false motives if his whole life lies who sees? his pains the small amount of him that remains it sad that naked eyes can't see illusions. -V
