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Jan 2015
It's 2:04 am and all i can think about is you.
it's 2:04 am and all i am is numb.
They say cigarettes rotten your lungs
little do they know love rottens your soul
breaks you into pieces
releases the words, "I'm fine." out of your mouth while all you want to do is scream out the pain love has caused you.
I keep thinking about the day you listed the things you love about me
over a screen.
My friends told me to be careful about things people tell you over a screen
they told me, "People throw on different faces over a screen but their eyes can tell the truth."
And I ignored and continued to believe the words you sent over that screen.
And when it all fell down to pieces, all I thought about were the 2:04 am conversations.
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