Underneath The Skyline

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the thoughts cradle me
under the lit up sky
protecting me with the smoke
of a week old cigarette

only the taste of heaven
could bring me off my high
the cars hummed past
as I felt nothing but your sky

the ring of your bells
clanging late at night
reminding me to dream
of the fog that blocks the light from my heart

you tattooed a permanent frown upon my painful happiness
the only rest I get
is when I feel the gloom seep in through the broken pieces of my heart

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