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Sometimes I Think I Was Born Backwards Because The Night Is When I Feel Most Alive.

Sometimes I think I was born backwards because the night is when I feel most alive.

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All I feel is emptiness, and all I breath is loneliness

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The hole in my chest is growing and I’m feeling empty. But I don’t call for you because your smile seems brighter father away from me than it was ever by my side. So I just close my mouth with hand in my chest and let you laugh because I like the way your eyes shine in the night even if it is because of the flames that’s eating my soul away.


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8 years ago

I’m sitting alone in the bar. In our bar. At our table. Our love is still in the air but your presence is a ghost. Coffee tasted different when you were the one making it; it tasted like promises and smiles. Now it’s bitter and tastes like nostalgy. It was my favorite drink, the one thing I couldn’t go without and now your memory stole it. I get up and throw the cup in the bin, I’ll never drink again.

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People Will Tell You Smoking Is Bad, Cigarettes Are Bad, The Scent Lingers On Your Clothes, Lingers On

People will tell you smoking is bad, cigarettes are bad, the scent lingers on your clothes, lingers on your lips and fingers and can physically kill you. What they dont tell you is smoking covers up the scent of you on my clothes, the taste you left on my lips, my fingers intertwined with yours, and how in an instant you can mentally and emotionally kill me inside. Now with you gone smoking still gives me the same high you used to, i cant taste you anymore now i have this strong bitterness in my mouth that wont leave but i dont care cause now when i say your name it comes out a little weak and bleak. When i think about you all i need is a cigarette now to calm me and make me think the same way you did cause you were a god damn masterpiece in this world you see. You both look harmless and damn i honestly dont know whats worse, both of you can kill me but in the end im still getting the worst.

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