NO TITLE. Mark Parry.

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Oh how I wanted to touch you.

Yesterday as the world fell apart.

But your glass cut my skin.

And I bled from deep within.

Flowing blood moving outwards.

Like a river pushing you away.

You never heard my cries.

I was all alone by myself.

No-one to talk to everyday.

Now it is night and I see a light.

In the small town of isolation.

I never belonged to your streets.

You always misread my intentions.

Kept me away from true lovers.

All by myself under the covers.

You twisted all my words.

Until your lies reveal themselves.

In the shadows of the day.