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2am I'm addicted to heartache The kind that rips you apart inside Leaves you shaking Tears streaming down your face 3am The moon bright in your eyes Sparkling behind the moisture Sobs wrack my body The stars seem to be falling from the sky This feeling is what I know best 4am All is quiet The night doesn't make a sound Theres nothing left to come out Tears have dried And my mind is numb I feel nothing Hollow and empty This feeling is all too hauntingly familiar 5am The morning approaches And I am still awake Staring at the wall Nothing left 6am Time to get up Plaster a smile on my face Smear concealer under my eyes And pretend like those dark circles aren't there 9am Everyone is oblivious But I know That tonight I'm going to go through it all again
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC
Middle of the Night
2am I'm addicted to heartache The kind that rips you apart inside Leaves you shaking Tears streaming down your face 3am The moon bright in your eyes Sparkling behind the moisture Sobs wrack my body The stars seem to be falling from the sky This feeling is what I know best 4am All is quiet The night doesn't make a sound Theres nothing left to come out Tears have dried And my mind is numb I feel nothing Hollow and empty This feeling is all too hauntingly familiar 5am The morning approaches And I am still awake Staring at the wall Nothing left 6am Time to get up Plaster a smile on my face Smear concealer under my eyes And pretend like those dark circles aren't there 9am Everyone is oblivious But I know That tonight I'm going to go through it all again
I wrote this pretty quickly on a whim tonight. I like it.
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC
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