The city whispers my secrets I whispered into your ear. Your eyes slipped away from you and the crowd. Too many hollow beer bottles scatter the pier.

The city whispers my secrets I 

whispered into your ear.

Your eyes slipped away from

you and the crowd.

Too many hollow beer bottles

scatter the pier. liars stories
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jaden_master
jaden_masterCommunity member
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A poem.

The city whispers my secrets I whispered into your ear. Your eyes slipped away from you and the crowd. Too many hollow beer bottles scatter the pier.

Waves crashing below us and you're proud. Of what? Symphony of alcohol rings in each ear like a cadavalier that's roaring, speeding, and we can't catch up with it.

And we stare out our windows. Wondering when the snow will hit the ground, you shout our names and nobody makes a sound. Bravado is a club and I can't join, you said it yourself.

I'm only 15 but I feel as if on fire. Cutting ties with liars that call me one.

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