Warm Lips, Cold Feet Don't Move Me
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Empty statements,
Mirthless laughs.
I am tired of the smiles
That never reach your eyes.
Your stares belie
Your silence,
As those kisses mock
Your resolve to forget.
Aloofness only highlights
Your loneliness;
Your prickliness just shows
Your fears.
Do you really think
A blank face hides
The restlessness
You feel inside?
But you hold on
To solitude,
And so I cling
To pride.
Open arms,
Closed heart.
What you offer
Is simply not enough.
Mirthless laughs.
I am tired of the smiles
That never reach your eyes.
Your stares belie
Your silence,
As those kisses mock
Your resolve to forget.
Aloofness only highlights
Your loneliness;
Your prickliness just shows
Your fears.
Do you really think
A blank face hides
The restlessness
You feel inside?
But you hold on
To solitude,
And so I cling
To pride.
Open arms,
Closed heart.
What you offer
Is simply not enough.
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