oh, addict,
that craves her perfect sanity,
drop your façades,
multiple masks,
let go of the past,
no matter how hard,
live for today
and wait the darkness out.
let it spool out of your soul,
and learn to be wary,
of those crude jagged lovers,
sometimes,
silence is turbulent,
but,
it will pass.
and tomorrow,
we'll wake from this coma of heartbreak again.
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3.2 | The End of Infinity
Poetrywe hide our inner pain behind smiles filled with hope. until, the hope evaporates and everything has g o n e . [poetry by a]
