Feel the icy breeze, from your lips
Numb on the fingers, on the brain
Too cold to cry, yet heart on fire
In the height of sensation
In the depths of despair
Sheets of rain, layered like honey
Filtered thoughts, feast from the mind
Awake on sweaty nights, drenched in pain
On the horizon clouds plush
On the inside clenched fists
Strike hard against the hourglass
Against the wall held up
Up by feelings of hollow joy
Against a wall we can't
Climb up but keep on trying
Like a prisoner of glass
Dying in the afterglow
Take in broken smiles
Din of sullen eyes
Forgotten lust
Say goodbye
My dear.
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