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ml Dec 2013
You bought prescribed medicine,
But knew nothing could remedy this pain.
Oh darling if you only knew,
How much you mean to me.
Maybe you wouldn't dare to lift that blade
And cut across your skin.
Or find your knuckles very delectable
Enough to eat and watch
Food re-appear like magic.
You bough prescribed medicine
And swallowed the pills.
Went home and slept on your tears
Warmer than any man's arms could give.
You pushed these thoughts aside and closed your eyes
Because you knew nothing could remedy
The empiness you feel.
Oh darling, if you only knew
How much you mean to me.
Emma Nov 2019
cars, no hearts, no souls, no warmth
machineries from metal were consist.
old factories and smoke.
big cities and high-rise buildings. fake smiles, fake faces, cold nights. lonelliness and empiness.
no speach, no words.
around just masks.
just masks around me.

— The End —