Untitled (A fairly crappy poem)

Days pass within mere seconds,
And years within those days.
My head grows light,
I walk on air,
My mind is in a haze.
The smile upon those tender lips
That ache to brush my own
Sing ballads in a moment;
No sound, no motion shown.
The beauty in those longing eyes
Delves deep into my soul.
They take the broken pieces,
And attempt to make me whole.
Perhaps I’ve found some solace
In the love that’s been displayed
By one who’s felt the bitter pain
Of being so betrayed.

Note: I apologize for the Seuss-like rhyme scheme. I’m mildly intoxicated, and incapable of freehand at the moment.

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