Heartache lays wrapped in patience,
precious clothing that is spun with release from all emotion
Heres a mindless slumber,
a prose scratched angirly into tombstones dressed with glossy white rose petals.
Lilacs lie in stationary conquests,
around decaying wood spralled into the dark moist soil
Pretending to see myself in a mirror
painted
foggy and gray
precision worked wonders into the sketchings of myself,
blurred in your Absence
Realistically feeling what being alone brings
Quiet slumbers as muses speak sweetly
singing inspiration of new work
drawing your insanity
to a place where
loneliness
took over
© 2006 hopeless
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