Tears of a Blurry Past
As I lie in bed staring at beauty once called love, but now just a blur of pain.
I reveal my feelings through poetry letting some things hidden about you and I.
As my ink smears from my tears, I just need your arms around me.
Maybe just a dream
The past is such a blur but you come to mind every day and night.
Stolen innocence though some still remains
I rise above little things we had, while I drown in my own tears.
Waiting for superman may of been too much of a fairytale
All but you becomes a blur
While my life goes on day by day with sleepless nights
Yet the beauty of this all it'll become a blur soon again
After rejection comes depression
After depression comes devastation
After that writing is worthless in cases of a broken heart
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