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Jun 2015
C.S
I seem to be bound to something that's out of bounds...drowned to the sound of nothing cause she's not around, now I'm here with the windows down writing these nouns, we used to be high together but lately we're on different clouds...I don't know how, it came about.
For us to be so close then to turn into the un-found
I mean  my world was so complete, but I guess dreams aren't for keep, now i got a bottle of *****, a gun and your voice notes on repeat...
I don't know why I can't just forget you
You're basically crossing my mind and sometimes it just hurts too much that I wish I could eat a bullet and die maybe then will I forget you
Barely ever sober no more
Wake up with a shot, just to collect my thoughts
Your definition of drunk is my reality of soberness  
Its how I control the urge to jump infront of a moving bus...
Isn't it funny I'll be using your fear as an escape route
Maybe then you'll realise how much my heart hurts
Or did hurt cause Its not there anymore
I gave it to you, you took it,held it closely to your chest until the day on the 4th of May you decided to throw it away because you were afraid that I might do the same
So you left first
And I had to deal with the hurt but thank you cause I finally understand that love is a curse
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