Running reds so deep the curtains have hit the floor. it breaks a piece of her every time. she knew not to get too close at first glance of those eyes that shocked her insides. now she is left with the bank bag and the sirens are nearing. She can taste the blood from her stained hands. She pulled her heart before you could get to it. Swimming in a sea of what was and you still managed to make a mark in her life. the ropes around your hands.
She is fighting the tears and can't find the way. Where she remains is not where she belongs. Almost made a notch in some spot and it was comfortable for a second. But the ashes blew away and he blew out the door with them. Her guts speak the truth. The last kiss was a good bye disguised by your willing eyes. she waits for him to prove her wrong. she warranted this herself. She kept her stare into his eyes. and he played his game right and got what he needed. She didn't know how to walk in the right direction and took the leap again only to hit the hard surface heart first. She believes in something invisible. Its like candy land in her heart but she always loses. These sheets tell regret.
The pain inspires her. She breaks her heart every time to create an amazing story but how much can she take before she breaks? She needs an umbrella for her tears. The river runs wild from her eyes. She can't take out the dagger. But it pushes deeper every time the river runs. She may be too real for people here. Or maybe the people here are not real with themselves. She takes the pain of a thousand spades only to look and see the card of the fool. Nice hand but she just crapped out. Stoned into the neon lights as they blink on and off. Missing letter. Missing colors. Never complete enough but clear enough to find the rest room at the truck stop.
She can't feel at all. She has faith in no one. She's turning the light off in her heart. Saying hello to selfishness at this point because she is the only one to be there at the gates to meet herself.
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