"Longer Smile"
By Arcassin Burnham
Look what you've done to **me**,
I can no longer **smile**,
I can not feel your **touch**,
Not even for **awhile**,
I like the flow of your **hair**,
Even though that's not my **style**,
It's you I can not **bare**,
But I was the golden **child**,
**Golden Child**,
The glass falls from the bar right
Behind me,
Devil's nector falls to intimacy,
Shared a cardiac arrest in the backseat,
Stole it from my chest and the next morning
Gave it back to me.
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