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"Sketches" by me♡
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Your rosy cheeks are smeared with ash//Your eyes pierce through my tainted past//I am afraid I am not whole//Still, your heart I will hold//The earth is cracked along her spine//The face of the moon ticks down to the end of time//I longed for you in quiet, thinking there would be no hope//You were my lifeline, that final rope//Should the fates cut you loose, the strings would tie into my noose.
Sincerely me,
A.I.R
"It was an accident, I'm terribly clumsy"
Dancing in the dining room
and triping over your own talking boot --
My darling, my darling --
Down goes the fine China,
downtrodden is my face.
"I'm terribly clumsy,
I'm sorry."
But sorry doesn't fix my broken plates.
Doesn't clean the mess you've made.
So you buy me more China,
and you send me a rose.
You don't understand what you've done to hurt me so.
"They're just plates"
Is what you think.
"I can fix them with glue."
"Fix them like the heel of my talking boot"
You don't understand what it took to place them neatly in a row.
To save my spare change to afford such an elaborate table show.
I've given my fingernails scrubbing the floor
'till the scratches made my reflection a blurr.
That was my accident.
Now I pay with my palms,
'till the floor is smooth again.
You send me a rose
when I ask to be alone.
So I let it wilt in the corner and I write to you in prose.
You can't fix me with glue.
If I could, then I'd need a whole bottle, maybe two.
~Sincerely me,
A.I.R
Paint your name across the sky - by me♡