Can you smell the living color floating through the room?
Are you feeling the tingle of our Love's impending doom?
I've been left questioning if you even noticed the chill
Maybe I'm just paranoid, but still
This burning disconnection is stabbing at my brain
And I know we can't go back and make things the same
But for our sake we need a change
I can't bear to hurt you but I can't take this weight
If you can't find the our living color floating through
There can't be a me and you
I never wanted to come to an end like this
But this is too much pain to simply dismiss
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Hollow Mind
PoetryI'm struggling to feel more than numb, They say that time is supposed to heal you but look what it has done. If pain is a void, then I'm completely hollow and undone. Just some random asorted poetry, nothing more than a means of self expression.
