Blank stares and emptier faces,
A sea of coral colors without emotion.
Pungent smell of that olive branch,
french fry crispy but still unpalatable.
Accordions don't pay for themselves,
On pathways to nowhere in particular.
Gaps between thoughts and lives,
mirrors the space between those lovers.
Climbing out from underneath your skin,
phoenix trapped in an endless snow globe.
Missed connections with another one nearby,
a startled cry when the ground begins to shift.
Pungent smell of that olive branch,
french fry crispy but still unpalatable.
Accordions don't pay for themselves,
On pathways to nowhere in particular.
Gaps between thoughts and lives,
mirrors the space between those lovers.
Climbing out from underneath your skin,
phoenix trapped in an endless snow globe.
Missed connections with another one nearby,
a startled cry when the ground begins to shift.
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