Feb 2015
(i.)
bitterly reminded that you're not going to call
when your sober.
(ii.)
you smell like smoke and past indiscretions
and walk like a wasted afternoon.
(iii.)
it's sad, i know, bad habits cling to my skeleton,
with lust on your breath, you became one of them.
(iv.)
but even sadder is the fact that
even still, i'll answer.
bitterly reminded that you're not going to call
when your sober.
(ii.)
you smell like smoke and past indiscretions
and walk like a wasted afternoon.
(iii.)
it's sad, i know, bad habits cling to my skeleton,
with lust on your breath, you became one of them.
(iv.)
but even sadder is the fact that
even still, i'll answer.
why'd you only call me when you're high? (am reference intended)
(delaware)
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