Monique Leo

Our souls, yet to have encountered, but I know you see it

I often wonder what goes through your mind on your most sleepless nights
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No one can ever love me

I am much too broken as broken can be
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Life in pink, or so they say
Because purple seems more like grey these days.
Lavender planted in garden at the front, along with the hyper leaves dancing in the sun
Strangely in the midst of this painful winters month
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Midnight in November 2084
What's it like to be sure about anything anymore?
Everyday there's nothing more
Than a screen blaring from nine to four.
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I will miss the sunsets
The sound of the wind
The smell of grass

And the smell of my favourite conditioner.

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I think of you often. 

On my darkest mornings, my brightest nights. I think of you.
I think of you as I turn on my shower
As the warm water trickles down the edges of my porcelain skin.
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Finding comfort in the pain
All we had has gone down the drain.
Out of the ordinary to discover my identity in this rain
Tonight I will hit the right vein.
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Alone in the dark, all my monsters are hidden behind the doors
Waiting to catch me off guard
They will get me.
I cry in pain, my nightmare is real
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Months ago I found the life
That I refused myself because of spite.
What is where? I pulled my hair
Threw myself right from the stairs.
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Hopeless willowing,
it was me.
The clown on the moon,
they all did see.
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