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A Hollow Heart Echos..
Drawing black circles
Into blue eyes
In pictures of you
I won't desecrate your name
Into a poem
That doesn't see thru
The color of your eyes
I know not the future
And the present is black
She has never felt my touch
And so i do not know
How gentle she really is
There is nothing
That i can say that will
Rise from the pit of my stomach
And escape from my faded smile
To capture her eyes
Thumbs seperate
These pictures of you
Brush over over your cheeks
Press against your heart
Tearing apart painful remeinders
Of broken men in pieces
Who wept for you
As the days closed in
Mumbling sweet nothings
While I waited
Now you can see why
Every shard of my heart
On the floor
Still gleaming
The reflection
Of your empty presence
Still breaks my skin
Every so often.
Drawing black circles
Into blue eyes
In pictures of you
I won't desecrate your name
Into a poem
That doesn't see thru
The color of your eyes
I know not the future
And the present is black
She has never felt my touch
And so i do not know
How gentle she really is
There is nothing
That i can say that will
Rise from the pit of my stomach
And escape from my faded smile
To capture her eyes
Thumbs seperate
These pictures of you
Brush over over your cheeks
Press against your heart
Tearing apart painful remeinders
Of broken men in pieces
Who wept for you
As the days closed in
Mumbling sweet nothings
While I waited
Now you can see why
Every shard of my heart
On the floor
Still gleaming
The reflection
Of your empty presence
Still breaks my skin
Every so often.