I didn't know...
that someone could mean so much to me
that I would lose you
that I would cry every night because of you
that I would miss you so much
that you would make me want alcohol just to forget you
I didn't know you'd ***** me up mental
the dead are living wall the living are dying
and just once I want to the dying
so I don't have to deal with the hole in my chest
or my broken eyes
I didn't know...
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 11:42 PM UTC
I didn't know...
that someone could mean so much to me
that I would lose you
that I would cry every night because of you
that I would miss you so much
that you would make me want alcohol just to forget you
I didn't know you'd ***** me up mental
the dead are living wall the living are dying
and just once I want to the dying
so I don't have to deal with the hole in my chest
or my broken eyes
I didn't know...
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