attached to my walls
Hit like a piñata
that never falls.
Broken apologies
From all the times life used
“I’m sorry”
Worn out whiskey bottles
From hands clutching glass
To sink the rising sorrows
The window seat
..where hope and my soul meet
Now submerged from the pointed finger
“Not today little girl”
Yeah ok..
Well I am pretty tired of this
…teasing burial of my dreams
So I’m gonna make like a fairytale
And sleep underground
Wake me with that kiss
When heartbeats sync with bliss
The room fills
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