is forgiveness hidden in your pocket
where do you hide the light of day
how do you see through me
what is it that you cheat
why are you always
running away
my lonely won't rub off
on you
i'll beat this silence
you won't hear a word
and the days will pass us
my skin will forget
my soul will not
you were the most sacred
thing i ever knew
the stars will fall
our picture too
the smiles we smiled
together
will burn
midnight won't cultivate
our whispers
the bed will remember
our story
and time will pass
we will too
we are stories of glass
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