Roses and Diamonds
Feeling like a knife,
cutting straight through my heart;
her presence so near to me, my soul bleeds.
All I want is to say hello,
to hug her and know that she doesn't hate me,
but I know she does.
It's pointless, they all do.
We make eye contact for a fleeting moment before we turn away.
Bile rises in my throat, but I swallow it back down.
The acid burns.
I couldn't care less, she isn't here,
She doesn't care anymore.
Roses and Diamonds are deadly.
Blood and clear, hard tears;
That's all they are to me now,
with their beauty masking their pain.
They lie to me,
When all I ask is for the truth.
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