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Fill every crack in my body with cement and wine Sober me up with stale breath and cold finger tips Sting my skin with the fire of your words Make my insides spin when I think of our last moment together I am breathless but yet full of energy I am running but my feet haven't left the ground I am spinning without becoming dizzy I am without reason Something you always taught me Take my silence and turn it into a poem Something that can be spoken to the heavens Of higher power to be spewed upon them in a way that is inhumanly I'll see you at the viewing I'll be in black You'll be in your best dress It was so brief Not even my eyes could've have caught it Once there now gone I am vain I am emotional I am king I feel every morsel of my body tense up I'm looking at your headstone Counting the bouquets of dead flowers You were my rain and shine You were divine I am the sign Saying you're going the wrong way Turn back now I am crippled from the thought I have a headache and this room feels smoky There's strangers in every dark corner You always told me not to be in these situations You disappeared and I fell into the darkness I am painless I am stainless Many have tried painting there words into my skin but it's all melted away shortly after The only thing that ever stayed with me was something you branded into my arm last summer "I love you. I miss you"
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 9:55 PM UTC
Mother
Fill every crack in my body with cement and wine Sober me up with stale breath and cold finger tips Sting my skin with the fire of your words Make my insides spin when I think of our last moment together I am breathless but yet full of energy I am running but my feet haven't left the ground I am spinning without becoming dizzy I am without reason Something you always taught me Take my silence and turn it into a poem Something that can be spoken to the heavens Of higher power to be spewed upon them in a way that is inhumanly I'll see you at the viewing I'll be in black You'll be in your best dress It was so brief Not even my eyes could've have caught it Once there now gone I am vain I am emotional I am king I feel every morsel of my body tense up I'm looking at your headstone Counting the bouquets of dead flowers You were my rain and shine You were divine I am the sign Saying you're going the wrong way Turn back now I am crippled from the thought I have a headache and this room feels smoky There's strangers in every dark corner You always told me not to be in these situations You disappeared and I fell into the darkness I am painless I am stainless Many have tried painting there words into my skin but it's all melted away shortly after The only thing that ever stayed with me was something you branded into my arm last summer "I love you. I miss you"
Punkfoot
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Punkfoot
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 9:55 PM UTC
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