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Apr 2016
Fill the space between our skin, you fill the void inside my head, I’m catching up with my breathing. I’m starting to remember when I used to wish I were dead. We’re all dying so please don’t make me beg, I want to spend my nights in bed with you staring at my ceiling and get inside each other’s head.
The weather is getting warmer but my body still feels cold. I’m stuck in this city I no longer wanna be inside, when I’m with you I don’t feel the need to hide behind these four walls built by pride. I miss hearing the rain hit the window in my room, at least then I could sleep. I’ve spent my nights watching time to go and I’ve spent this time alone. I can’t bring myself to eat, my stomachs grown weak from feeling up and down this past week.
Bash my head into the wall, I’ll remember the start of it all. When I was just waste of space, being destroyed by the demons inside my head. Back when I wished I was dead, I know I’m not alone cause these demons follow me everywhere that I go. I’ve covered up this hurt and I’m ready to go, spend your nights with me and let me get inside your head. I always see you in my sleep, you made a home in my dreams. Don’t be another demon haunting me in my sleep
Raymond Torres
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Raymond Torres  Texas
(Texas)   
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