Headache,heartache POEM V

You see me differently
You're so sick of me
I'm still standing there trying to explain
Outside your soul …in front of a corridor

So many never ending dreams I see
Through all the splattered mascara
And tears wasted on nothing
Based on daydreams…

So paint my face in trompe l’oeil
Cause I won’t be here anymore

Picture my heartbeat
Until I keep those feelings warm
As long as my eyes weep
You won’t remember me cold

So many never ending ways i see
Though all this dust..and shapeless glass
And i'll waste more tears on nothing
It's based on headaches...like before
It's based on heartaches

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