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[therearenoflwrs]

i look upon these cracks,
the life slowly seeping out,
a porous surface this heart has become.

pour salt on these wounds,
this body is dry and numb,
the whisper of a soft love poem
is the only sign it's among the living.

lost and alone,
i return to you once again,
sweet metallic and glass,
what does lie within.

gaze into these eyes,
so strange and nearly dead,
a single sparkle does shine,
illuminating until this heart's end.
inside there is a reflection,
love's eyes staring back at me,
the only hope that remains,
the love that i do hold for thee.