Cold she was and in the reach of something of warmth
telling like it was would be the only way to feel.
Rest passively next to and once connected to.
Can you hear the music playing
I cant hear anything but, you and once that dissipates,
I may as well be deaf and blind
for nothing seems to make a smile appear onto my unpolished lips
dripping with confusion and neglected pain.
Thy heart that peels and utters a slight resemblance of happiness has shut itself down.
