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My forlorn heart drips, filling the page.

Words written down to replace what we might say.

You’re physically near but your mind is so far away.

We’re never alone, but locked in our own little cage.

The mirror of your eyes has my desperate soul on display.

Once myriad colours now all but a muted gray.

The breath of our sentiment reek of fetid decay,

And beautiful radiance is swallowed by darkness’s sway.

It’s easy to leave and much harder to stay

When living feels like dying at the end of the day.

*Inspired from a song

Always loved this song

Pulse echoing rot

Hollowing from the inside

Until pain remains

#3 top 100, 1982

Paint your social eyes from a cracked mirror

Don’t mind the streaks, the glass is running

Not your eyes.

The mask you wear to socialize.

No one can see the pain you hide.

No one can know what lays buried.

Nor your true heart, or its size.

To give too much is dangerous.

So just enough to patronize.

‘Cause truth is what you make it

When you believe your own lies.

Such a nice grooooooove