Eggshell

you cried your heart out
as you walked down the aisle
 you burn your tears to make them go away
the sand is coarse just like your mouth
promises that bleed through my skin
like pulling pins

save me from yourself
before it’s too late

the same chord progression
the same pick up line
the same shit but in a different pile
the sun sets on this rosy night
as the fall wind starts to blow
your shell begins to crack
slowly but surely as you go

–spaceandcaverns–

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