Monday, July 9, 2018

A child's smile.

Inside my eyes is the smile I lost as a child
I learned to walk alone in silence with my mouth full of butterflies

Always alone, quiet and sick

Every time I remember that I was ever happy
I've got a tear coming out of my eye

It's just that inexorably
It's the gleam in your eye
What binds me to obscene words
That I write every day
To quench my thirst
To have you and bleed to the bone


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