you took a piece of my heart and sighed
left me in the shadows of the night
falling off the edge of my dreams, heartbroken
when you said our love made you cry
I should have known it was all pretence
wounded by every sunset
wounded by every broken promise
I've been picking apple seeds from my pockets
and turning them into memories
letters I never read, and forgot to respond
love bigger than a temporary song
I haven't heard from him in thirteen days
I've been counting them, blindsided
oh, crim mercy
sweeter than pink lemonade
20 units a day
smoking until I can't breathe
I dissolve, like
ecstasy on my tongue
nothing is sacred
sun sparkle, blue dust
let's wait for the sun, sifting through flowers
gentle ocean breeze
sweeter than pink lemonade
you took a piece of my heart and sighed
left me in the shadows of the night
falling off the edge of my dreams, heartbroken
when you said our love made you cry
I should have known it was all pretence
wounded by every sunset
wounded by every broken promise.
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Author:
Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (
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'I've been picking apple seeds from my pockets
and turning them into memories
letters
I never read, and forgot to respond
love bigger than a temporary song
I haven't heard from him in thirteen days
I've been counting them, blindsided
oh, crim mercy
sweeter than pink lemonade, 20 units a day
smoking until I can't breathe, I dissolve
like
ecstasy on my tongue
nothing, is sacred'
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