You left me here cacooned in lies
that are as transparent as smudged glass
with the sun dancing through
your fingerprints
to blind my closed eyes

I`m scared to pick up my pen
for i know all i`ll write is substitutes
for your name that will bring
you back to life on paper
and i want you to stay dead to me

Don`t you realize my words
are the only thing that
ever made you
beautiful
and it was a waste of
perfectly good ink

I promised i`d wait for you
to find out who you are
but all you found
is that without me
your nothing

I broke that promise
without batting one mascara
coated eyelash in
the direction i was sure
you ran

You were always scared of commitment
little did you know
i was committing all your
flaws to memory
to turn into a poetry
you`ll never understand

because you have such a short
attention span reguarding
others peoples feelings
you didnt realize
you killed a little more
of the love you always
took for granted

I`m sorry there`s nothing left

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