Imperfections blemish upon my face
as I admire your photograph
wishing within broken promises
of forever.
O' if eyes were blind
bleeding from their hearts
of cold regrets and remorse,
might then opinions dwindle like flames.
His stony stare
broke silence on silence
with uttered rejections
of that status quote.
The noticeable clash
sung lullabies in darkened corners of the mind
as mothers peered in fear
of soon to be betrayal.
As innocence prevailed in the forgotten
and devils slept in children
screaming for the controls
as the world fell behind the mask.
I walk on faltered lines
still whispering your sweet name
hoping the winds will carry my bleeding soul
into your sharpened palms.
As you carry the world's tune of destruction
with teary pained reminders
you once understood affection
before the working whore.
Honorable mention
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thanks *blushes*
