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With the night Comes coldness Seeping in quickly In time Everything Becomes darkness A flicker of a flame Barely serving a purpose Silently hoping That someone notices The pitiful smoke signal The slow sad light Holds my long lost gaze For countless moments I am Alone And forever thinking so Numb And careless to feel again Broken And undeserving Angry At everything Refraining from the worst But the impulse is torture Desperately in need Of a body For comfort When suddenly A voice From the depth of the shadows Calls out "Hey" Too low and deep That it pokes at my imagination The voice steps Into the poor pitiful light "Do you want a beer?"
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
Two Broken Souls
With the night Comes coldness Seeping in quickly In time Everything Becomes darkness A flicker of a flame Barely serving a purpose Silently hoping That someone notices The pitiful smoke signal The slow sad light Holds my long lost gaze For countless moments I am Alone And forever thinking so Numb And careless to feel again Broken And undeserving Angry At everything Refraining from the worst But the impulse is torture Desperately in need Of a body For comfort When suddenly A voice From the depth of the shadows Calls out "Hey" Too low and deep That it pokes at my imagination The voice steps Into the poor pitiful light "Do you want a beer?"
He saved my life and didn't even know it
l-smida
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l-smida
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
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