the smell of stale rum and stale smoke hangs lifeless
empty bottles gather in empty rooms
the silence you craved crashes against deaf ears
it's the unheard birds and the missing fireflies
grating like teeth into wooden walls
the musty scent of an animal caged dampens the fires
gritty nails claw at pale skinned visions
to holographic to be real
the scent of you still lingers among the snow drifts
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