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Apr 2017
Cigarettes taste like fireworks
And my throat is raw
From nights well spent
And I'm exhausted
But I'm living
And I'm broke
But I'm living
And what is life
If all I do is wait to die
And I'm living
But so unhappy
And nothing soothes me
I'm stuck and
Wandering
Wondering
Love is so gone and
I am here waiting
And spending my nights well
But ultimately
Still
Waiting
Because what is life
If not just waiting to die.
The alcohol is so metallic
And I can still remember too much
Of each blurry night
And I'm ******
But I'm living
And I'm drunk
But I'm living
And I'm a *****
But ******* it I'm living
I'm just waiting
Waiting to die
And I'm stuck
And I'm wandering
Wondering
What is life If not waiting to die
Mikayla Eve Kinzer
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Mikayla Eve Kinzer  20/F/In hazy ignorance
(20/F/In hazy ignorance)   
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