inspired by justfrankie's "GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS"
that ring
won't fill the hole in your heart,
the home that Love had abandoned years
ago
and you
tried to fill it with desperate
fantasies
the whispers of sweet nothings that
Love once loved -
now you're a doll on display, pull the
string to say the line
and her,
dressed in pearl marching down the
aisle
beauty as radiant as gems and makeup
could allow
with boundless joy overwhelming her
every move
and you,
only reminded of this gnawing void
too late now, put on a mask for the
show
play the part as if the lines were your
own
crocodile tears turn real as the horror
sets in
the truth would shatter her porcelain
heart
turn her fulfilled dream to nightmare
and you,
haven't the heart to do it.
-Zero
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