for all those lies that you told me
in the midnight hour between awake and dreams
i keep now locked in the bottom of my broken heart
whose veins have been taped back together with
post it notes of lost secrets and lies.
press into me the song of what you will never be
able to give me.
and leave the imprint of your spiderwebbed words
on my face as it sleeps away the nightmares of you.
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