Colors.

By , Vancouver, WA
Sometimes...my tears fall the color of your heart.
The color that broke my heart.
I fixed it.
Lotsa super glue.
Next time it'll be gone for good.
Is that what you want?
I'm falling.
Further. Further. Further. Further.
Too far. Not too late.
Almost there.
Never gone.
Not quite.
Listen to your heart.
Please. For me.
Just this once.
Will you join me?
I drink to the thought
that maybe my drunken mind will sober up my heart.





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