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Feb 2016
we were the best
those warm nights,
my head on your chest,
your heartbeat so melodic,
your every move so euphoric,
I could hear the chords of your heartstrings serenading me
the song of your love, crashing against your rib cage like the waves in the sea

we were so real
so new
so innocent
the real deal
that melodic heartbeat was really the saddest song
we believed we were in heaven the whole night long
but baby, we were so wrong

I was so deceived
your love what was i thought I had received
you've made me think that that song was fake
you lied to me
you promised you would never take
my trust, my love and crush it under your foot
your foot which gifted me a kick to my gut,

I am so black and blue
I don't want to love anyone as much as I loved you
you tore me apart, kiss by meaningless kiss
love is a tedious game of hit and miss
my eyes are sealed and my lip drips burgundy
the same tone of burgundy I wanted to paint the walls of our home, now a home of uncertainty.

that home seems to be me
I am burgundy uncertainty.

~ T.T
thalia
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thalia
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