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WiltingMoon Jan 2016
I drown your love dead, with the only spirits left with me.
Making me feel numb, making me feel free.
All night long, with my bottle of new hope.
Helps me sleep, cleans better then soap.
Now washed of your reacking love, finally feel alive.
It took one night to forget a bit, but a life time still awaiting for me to survive.
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Tell... Sell... Hell...

Life... My... Is...

Thanks... Soul... Real...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Small...
       ...Move
Loud...
      ...Bang
Drug...
       ...Filled
Eyes...
       ...Wide
Deaths...*
      ...Here
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Breaths ink,

And Lives on paper...
  Jan 2016 WiltingMoon
AfterImage
there is a truth in silence,

the words you do not say;

written between the lines,

a secret untold.
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
My love

My life

My only release

From the knife


My smile

My hope

My only distraction

From the rope


My breath

My light

My only friend

In the dead of night


Your page

Your ink

The only thing

That makes me think
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