Hauteur

Carving away my words

I lick the wounds to dead illusions and Showtime tunes

Stripping off blankets of love, lust and longing

You’ll find me curled up in the corner of my frightened soul

Inarticulately naked

Expecting nothing and with naught to offer

Only our break up can give you more

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