Fell asleep waiting for inspiration to come home. Woke up the next morning with her head on my lap.
I'm burning all of the remaining good will that I had towards you, and praying that the smoke will fill your eyes just long enough to wet them. At least then I could pretend that you have any emotion left.
Lowered fresh roses and my innocence into the ground without you. I'm now wide awake and aware of where your heart is. Selfish heartbeats don't resonate. Possession is nine tenths of the law. I'll see you in court for my heart.
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