tonight- I danced to a muted tune. alone
with the silence piercing my ears, and the stars counting the minutes
until yesterday blended with what doesn't matter
a purple hued sky told me tales of a future that doesn't exist
and I could still see her eyes-
I could still feel her breath
and I could still. taste her tears.

there is no tomorrow. and there is no hope
there is only heartache and devistation- conveniently fitted in pill form
so swallow it down- sweet one.
and don't let this cold world fool you.
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our dreams can never come true- and our lives will never mean a thing
and everything we were told as children will fall to pieces
and we will be left holding grains of sand and broken glass
hoping that the fragments rip deep into our hands- tear apart the skin
and bleed.

rip apart this reality. and the underlying state of confusion
there is no such thing as persuasion. and the happy ending is a lie
because Snow White will eventually die- and we will all be left alone
so alone- and cold. so fucking cold.
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everyone that we love will leave us.
and everything that we have grown to know- will wither
our lives will melt away to nothing- we will not be remembered
and we will die. alone. lonely. broken. and wise
-but wisdom means nothing when there is no one to share it with
and living a life full of moment-after-moment of joy is meaningless
when it all becomes memories that are longed for

and tears may dry-
but scars will always show

and there is no tomorrow.
no. there is no hope- and these words are nothing
nothing but me.

and I don't exist.