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May 2015
How can I just break it off
Leave everyone who loves me or didn't love me enough behind
There is a weight on my chest the size of your dark room
Filled with both of our pain and self doubt
I can't react
My rock is slowly sinking and my mind is over thinking
There is no gasp for air, no final fight, no goodbye
When did it end for you?
When did you realize my silence was too loud for you to put up with?
How many years till I can light up a cigarette and not feel this lack?
I am trying
I am pulling myself apart attempting to be what you want not just what you need
I remember the fire
The spark that follows the reconnect of two intellects like the window in your bedroom versus the brick on my chest
We are the heavy weight champs
I am the used and abused
The silent "I love you's" I drew on your back while you were fast asleep; lonely
"It gets lonely smoking in the rain of your dishonesty"
Josephine
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Josephine  Bridge City
(Bridge City)   
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   Sara Murray
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