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shattered smile breaks across your mouth
and the worlds that you spill are stronger than the chords that you strum
stone cold tone
red to blue to the purest of greens
the images; They hook your thoughts
pulling each moment until it strains against your brain
your mind collapses into a ball of string.
Knitted before your eyes is your personal blindness
for i love you so
yet still you squirm as i shout
banished to the floor where we are divided.
there is a hallow shake to your sorrow.