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Jun 2015
Cheers to that crazy howl in the corner
Holding your stomach trying not to cry so loud
Those hot acid tears stinging your cool face
They fall on your lips and you lick it away
Burning your throat and into your stomach
Only to be quickly filled with more tears
Like an ocean rushing in getting ready to destroy the shore
To all those ****** knuckles and broken glass
You were mad
And tasted the ****** salt
But you smiled and went on
Until there wasn't anything else to break
To all those folding hands
Singing in harmony
Praying to a God
Even when you went through hell and back
To all those sweaty nights
Waking up panting and gasping for air
It was just another nightmare, darling
Get ready to wake up and face them
Cheers to all the people in the world for still being alive
Even when you felt like the world didn't give you a reason
There is nothing better than being alive
Cheers to us.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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