Look at my smile
But don't see my anger.
Feel my body
But don't feel the pain.
Taste my lips
But don't taste the tears.
Run your hands over my curves
But don't touch my dead heart.
Steal kisses when I'm not looking
But you'll never know how my soul was taken from me.
Show up, impress, do your mating dance, tell me sweet nothings
But your calls echo in this hollow cave.
Turn a new leaf in this withered book
But don't try to read the burnt pages.
You stare at me and you smile
I didn't know death had a pretty face.
You found a home
In my dessert...in my hell.
You show me your needle and thread
To stitch my heart that's been torn to shreds....good luck.
It's not about what's been taken
It's what I've become.
Hollow...barren
A dried up well,
A cave not even bats would want.
Strap your love to a hundred missiles
Aim it at my wall.
Even when you break through
You'll find there was nothing here, at all.
But stay hopeful my dear
Your valor I find entertaining.
A new jester to evoke a smile
So I can remember what it feels like to be human.
That I will credit you for
And that I will give purpose.
Pay you with my smiles as there is nothing else to trade.
As you romp about in this empty warehouse.
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