Your heart filled with hate vacuums the smile off my face.
It makes a bad day pass slower
--your backward ideas--
Stumbling and falling instead of reaching...
I don't want to.
I dont want to look at the stars with you
Until you can look at strangers with me
(and smile instead of smirk) a sneer across your face,
Everything is ugly to you
And beauty can't exist in anything, in anyone at all...)
Are not here
Your body is a shadow a memory of what used to be
We can say hello but you're dead to me.
I don't want to look at the stars with you
Until you can look at strangers with me and smile.
Writer(s): B. James
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