hey I’m back from trying all the drugs and yeah it’s true that you’re far worse

Dressed in black and white

Staying up alone at night

Four cement walls hold me

They remind me I’m lonely

 

Gaps and cracks exposing 

Feel my bones decomposing 

But there is a certain relief 

Not being in the ground beneath 

 

Death seemed so friendly 

When I was in your company 

I learn I dream I succeed 

Love is never a need 

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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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