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blurred lines and broken glass
I hold the glass shards
in my bloodied hands
that you press further into my flesh
with every backhanded gesture
of comfort that doesn't feel real
when you're down another bottle
and I'm left to cry myself to sleep tonight
How far we have fallen
into this strange abyss
where nothing makes sense
and the things that made you love me
are the things you've learned to hate
in post midnight arguments
where you tell you love me so much
but it would be great if I was less disappointing
And I don't know what's real anymore
because you're not the person I thought I knew
when words you'll forget rage on your tongue
and you can't forgive yesterdays slights
that I didn't know you held in such contempt
until aired unpredictably into the slurred and stumbling night
I hold the glass shards
in my bloodied hands
that you press further into my flesh
with every backhanded gesture
while you tell me that you love me
I don't know what to believe anymore
(C) Indie Adams 2019
in my bloodied hands
that you press further into my flesh
with every backhanded gesture
of comfort that doesn't feel real
when you're down another bottle
and I'm left to cry myself to sleep tonight
How far we have fallen
into this strange abyss
where nothing makes sense
and the things that made you love me
are the things you've learned to hate
in post midnight arguments
where you tell you love me so much
but it would be great if I was less disappointing
And I don't know what's real anymore
because you're not the person I thought I knew
when words you'll forget rage on your tongue
and you can't forgive yesterdays slights
that I didn't know you held in such contempt
until aired unpredictably into the slurred and stumbling night
I hold the glass shards
in my bloodied hands
that you press further into my flesh
with every backhanded gesture
while you tell me that you love me
I don't know what to believe anymore
(C) Indie Adams 2019
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