you lied to me parted your lips so you could at least tempt your tongue with the taste sip away the sweet tears of fate i'd left lying for you to collect in your broken bottle saturate the cool dry of the glass at the window, at the door swing at ambivalence once more while it cracks and splits like ancient cement sidewalks bottles held together in fragile disarray fictitious smiles through blinding tears and all i'd like to do is comfort you while you sing and while you sway i'd like to be that sweet surrender you aim to find instead, i take your broken bottles in my fists and smash them violently to the floor lash angrily at you with blood smeared hands i loved you once but you kept coming up empty while searching for love in those broken bottles and your journey for sanctity can be my insanity no longer....
Reason for writing:
i fell for someone and then realized that they could never feel the same way being depressed and alcoholic.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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