silence loosens rigid edges
i'm still feeling every second
shaded debates we choose to fabricate
we both know the truth.
we both know the price
we have paid, we will continue
this journey feels so wrong to me
i avoid mirrors and puddles in the streets
i cant stand my face anymore.
when i look at you, it's brief
i only see myself.
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 12:54 PM UTC
silence loosens rigid edges
i'm still feeling every second
shaded debates we choose to fabricate
we both know the truth.
we both know the price
we have paid, we will continue
this journey feels so wrong to me
i avoid mirrors and puddles in the streets
i cant stand my face anymore.
when i look at you, it's brief
i only see myself.
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