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Your absence led me to this distant abyss We kissed and we made up so why not feel bliss I can't lose you, I love you I love you but I'm losing you Let me sit and drown in my own tears as i'm pushed away and dragged back in as i run a path thats only destination is you Hope fills me like a baloon but this despair is the pressure in the air testing me, poking me with a thin needle that resembles my patience I'm going to explode soon enough I should give you all a heads up, im going to dump my pitiful worries on the ones i love what an ugly metaphor you gave yet I find  myself recreating it once again Just as my second chances turn to fifths or sixth I've given you another And I swear its my last
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Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC
they say poets write better when they're upset, its not true
Your absence led me to this distant abyss We kissed and we made up so why not feel bliss I can't lose you, I love you I love you but I'm losing you Let me sit and drown in my own tears as i'm pushed away and dragged back in as i run a path thats only destination is you Hope fills me like a baloon but this despair is the pressure in the air testing me, poking me with a thin needle that resembles my patience I'm going to explode soon enough I should give you all a heads up, im going to dump my pitiful worries on the ones i love what an ugly metaphor you gave yet I find  myself recreating it once again Just as my second chances turn to fifths or sixth I've given you another And I swear its my last
DestinyMC
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Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC
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