Amphetamines and Lullabies

A picture perfect epilogue

for a story untold,

spoken words unheard fall on deaf ears.



Somewhere inside is lost,

the things I wish to say to you,

forgetting the remembered

just to remember the forgotten.



I’m wide asleep,

deep awake inside,

such a dangerous serenity,

an imperfect paradise.



Disgustingly gorgeous,

you’re  a beauty for the human race,

still I’m blindly composing poems



for you.

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