Cotton candy disasters;
Teardrop stains;
Scabbed wings;
{Clipped} &
Bruised,
But never broken.
Glowstick spotlights;
{Lime, aqua, sunflower,
Spilled baby pink love}
As I see stars erupting in your eyes &
See kaleidoscope bruises forming on
Cold, cold hands,
I remember when.
{I'm stuck in an infinite loop;
You find a trance
In the way I scream my silence
Over zealous pleas &
A rhythm somewhat of
Begging.}
Where can I seek the same thing, the exact same the, other than a place that is forbidden to my heart? {It gave quite a fright, afterall.} I honestly wish that you could just understand what I've meant & seen & dreamt for so long. But my emotions were ensnared by the threat that you mean to me more than I mean to you.
Whatever.
Author notes
Yeah, no. 
Whatever, indeed.
"Mr. Motherfucker, Who Fucked Who?" ♥
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Fantastic imagery, very vivid
And your emotions had a good depth to them
Made them very relatable
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