Decorative smiles
Gainful youth fades.
Will I ever know love?
I was once there with you fully complete,
Now alone is much to consistent .
A Bliss-less void of color a black heart pit where the spirits play.
Hesitation is in my every thought a brain storm much to violent to shake away.
Direct me to the one in charge dear operator.
Surrender my smiles to the afterlife.
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