Flakes (Collab)

Smells of bacon and eggs
taunt me, reminding me of
mornings spent with your eyes
wrapped around me. Now in my
bed til noon, indulging on my
usual; cornflakes. My appetite
now lost, although I admit I'm
still hungry for you.

My days no longer retain
their warm hues, they are
all cold .. all dark .. Just like
that winter night when you
decided not to trace your
warm finger across those
snowflakes on my lashes.

I'm often reminded of
your eyes in the remains
of clumped mascara
-demonic black.
Except your eyes did not
contain tears, unlike these
stripes that streak across
my glistened face.

So shall I call you now by
your first name Mr Heartache?
Or shall I just bow to your
pain? Because I can find no
other way for me to scrape the
flakey remains of my heart
from your floor..

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By: Meme
And: Chelsey
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