there is never a sound of true heartbreak
as there is nothing but secret mystery and shadow to reckon with
and a knowing that he lied and that he has done it before
there is never a warning shot
as they come in the morning and they come early
and they already had all the evidence as they broke in months ago, they just had to make it legit
there was a moment in time when I could of loved you again
as time makes one wiser and sweet
and with the same breath I am destroyed by your betrayal that was previously unseen
there is never an invitation
as you are in charge of your own destiny, & create, & assemble, as the sun rises and falls
and of coarse everyone knows this and that is why you are never invited
there is a pensive pregnant precipice over what hapened to me
as my child is missing and there was never any inherientance
and I cry tear of ash and iron for my mother who never meant for a pup to flea in the way that it did
there is a desire for something never seen & never felt
as what else is there to live for
and I cultivate silent tears unheard for midnight hour burns
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