smiles replaced by silent sobs,
pillows muffle screams
peach blush washed away,
mascara tears now stain dreams
the sun won't shine through,
the sky once close out of reach
a cushion clutched in morose embrace,
hope once asail now beached
the teddy bear on the dresser,
watches on with pity
a shattered photo frame on the floor,
yeah the situations quite shitty
the bottle of rosé pours over,
the floor sinks into red
the cigarettes aren't helping much,
consciousness still feels like lead
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