Do they smile at you? These eyes that look into the stars with a longing desire so bitter. The flickers of it's candle cradles your smiles and asks your heart why it cries.
The craters in your heart fill with a mud that you cannot remove, nor reverse, they've created a pattern on your wall. They cannot be erased yet you feel a sudden comfort. You cannot find the North you're looking for.
It's hard to bear, the essence of deceit, reeks with a stench that trails for miles. Do you laugh to mask the hurt?
Do you believe that it will go away? Like a tail it will follow you, until you find yourself falling in the wind.
The cloud so thick now, so grey with a pain you cannot depict. It will last until the next moon shines.
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