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How in the world
Are we supposed to
Spend forever together
If we can not make it
Through
A
Single
Day?
Poets were created
       to emulate grandeur,
            whilst suffering the blues
I don't complain very often
But I hate being lonely
i wake up
shower
go to work
eat
come home
sleep alone
wake up
shower
go to work
eat
come home
sleep
wake up
drink
go to the bar
drink
buy drinks for the cute girl next to me
get rejected
drink a lot
go home
sleep
sleep
sleep
wake up
but why?
My name is my reason and reason is my aim
To make friends with my demons
and keep them all at bay
I write and I write for it is all I can do
I write what I want I don't aim to please *you
Happy?
Lately,
I have been smoking a lot.
Drinking more.
Thinking about suicide higher than before.

Sadness.
Sweet sadness..
I have missed you.
this is the space between
being born and death

Many little deaths
along the way

death to self
most worthwhile

dying to live
in the midst of life
you come to me a silence
soft caressing
speaking on the wind
love you say
over
and over
again
love
you say
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