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Omar Acosta Sep 2016
Hi.
I'm miserable.
I'm lonely.
I'm unworthy.
I'm broken.
I'm a little *******.
I'm lost.
I'm dead.
Bye.
Omar Acosta Aug 2016
Sometimes I wish I could tell you things.
Sometimes I wish I could write better.
Sometimes I wish I could kiss you.
Sometimes I wish I had perfect teeth.
Sometimes I wish I could sleep with you.
Sometimes I wish I could go back to NY.
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t a toxic person.
Sometimes I wish I could *******.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t hate people.
Sometimes I wish I could buy everything I want.
Sometimes I wish I hadn’t been born at all.
Sometimes I wish I wouldn’t be lonely at night.

Sometimes I wish it was only some time.
Omar Acosta Aug 2016
Forever Yours

My word, my love, my owl
My perfect word
My torture, my desire, my madness
The sanity in losing my mind
Your smile, your eyelashes, your hugs
My anguish, my care, my passion
Our kisses, the words, our sea

Forever Yours.

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