XX. Wistful
Longing a response;
Died waiting.
Pain and Sorrow
Stitched into my laugh.
Falling into pits
I've already explored.
Wondering where it all went wrong;
Guess you didn't need me—
Anymore.
Memories crashing against my skull,
I never learn.
Cracks in my mask—
Longing to return to better days.
I knew I never had a chance;
Yet I still tried.
Played your game,
Lost my heart.
Scraping against my chest,
I wish for the high again.
Let me play your game again;
Take me back in.
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