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You would have been surprised,
Indeed.

But notes to me don't sound quite as much to you like a broken heartbeat.

(I've got a gift for recognizing them)

And worlds don't seem quite so spoiled and distanced to you as soon as you rise in the morning.

Voices not as strange.

Laughter not so solid gold valuable.

No, words ain't your favorite but makeup ain't mine.

"I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby,"

I wonder if you realize how stinging your apathy can be.

How it enrages the soul on its treacherous road home

"In that car on that drive with the people you love most in this world"

Because the rest of them are shit, really.

(And there's nothing on this cursed face I'd wish more to be.)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my first poem on the site and if you've got here thanks for being here

ActuallyCyranoDeBergerac's picture

Thank you for reading- I will

Thank you for reading- I will endeavor to :)

9inety's picture

I like

This

WRITE MORE

 

 

 

We'll see if

You

Can continue to enrage the soul

Peace 

Dylan

 

 


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot