Well I felt free,
Until the lies,
Pulled apart my seams.
I'm afraid to say the least,
At most I have a little dignity,
But here you're gone.
Only when you're brought up,
Will you bring me down.
Let me bleed through your breath,
Throw your voice into the ground.
I am the art you loved,
Every dream we found.
And when I wake up,
You're nothing more than a sound.
And when I picture you,
And your perfect stare.
The ones you keep,
And I'm,
Never prepared.
Invisioned as a ghost,
Meaningless maybe.
I'm a color found in a spectrum
that you'll never need.
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