the streetlight outside my window
is glowing purple
and my room is blurry
everything is, really
my eyes are leaking diet coke and it
tastes like sadness
tastes like your lips the last time
you were lying here with me
and everything was blurry
you tasted like bliss
but here i am now
in a puddle of loneliness
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✔️Fragments | Original Poetry | COMPLETE
Poetrywhen it comes down to it, my heart has been shattered for a long time now. i'm just hoping if i write it all down i can make the fragments tangible and they can be pieced back together
