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JT Feb 2015
She jokes about it
uses love and hate only to get a point across
Never reveals too much
and leaves you with just enough to keep you up at night
Sometimes she's weak
when she's had too much or when she forgets the morphine
But mostly stays strong
because if she falls, she may never get back up
She keeps smiling
even though her head burns and her eyes flood
Fighting any feeling
scared that anyone who sees the inside will run and hide
How did this happen to her
what put such a fear in her heart, and how do i fix her
JT Feb 2015
Who am i left to dream with
At nights when i can’t sleep
I half expect to see your face next to mine
but its not there when i turn over
And how am i supposed to dream of sweet things
when every touch,
every kiss
every breath
Is poisoned with tiny visions of you
There is no goodness left in this world
How can i sing
when every tune makes me weep
with memory of you
music, which once brought me
the purest and most splendid joy
now turns sour in my head,
for i cannot smile and think of you
And why did you run
How did i make it so simple
for you to fly through my heart
...you always hated flying
but how easy this trip must have been
You came and stayed a while
but for a moment,
I thought i saw something
linger in your eye
and then it was gone before i even knew what it was
I was nothing to you
I was never anything to you
And i know now
that ill only ever hold you in my dreams

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