False pretense
A lack of resonance
A derisive sentiment
and confidence

These bonds were always fake
crafted for safety's sake
But pasted wings,
and foil rings
do not an angel make

I see you left me with your,
your last word
It's ringing,
with the noteless shrill of jealousy,
and the claims of imperfection,
and the crying out for,
the things that you deserve
But your voice is never audible
beneath the anger in your words
it's ringing,
it's breaking me

You can't belittle this,
this could change everything
This one is mine to believe

This is unparalleled,
a grace that's like gravity,
a clarity I've never seen

I see you've left me with your,
your last word
it's ringing
with the noteless shrill of jealousy,
and the claims of imperfection
and the crying out for,
the things that you deserve
But your voice is never audible
beneath the anger in your words,
it's ringing
It's breaking me

But the hottest words can cauterize,
and in anger, there's just wasted time,
so your last words, just another,
I won't hear