Your heart, seemingly broken yet so desperate to be loved
I can feel you
Your goodbyes disguised as pleas for people to stay
I can hear you
You paint yourself blue yet crave for someone to brush you a different hue
I can see you
You believe you smell of hopelessness but your stench gives off desire
I can smell you
Your tongue tastes bitter in your mouth as you speak of love
But I can taste you
……………………..
I can truly taste you
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