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Aug 2014
Cagarette smile all covered in sin, light another one up to remind me what im burning within
Cant seem to find another, “you too?”, its probably because whenever I cut its.. “who knew?”
I see it happen, I see it happen always, I see him screamin’, I see his demons in empty hallways. I trio to make the fall shorter, 4th quarter was just a tall order
Fire in my lungs and sin in my heart, whoever I think its my mind is always too far, distant dreams are what come to me, all im looking for is the touch of a reality or even some sweet company.
Bitter is what I seem to be, tell me what makes you feel complete?
A him? Her? He? Or she? For a while it was to see myself bleeding.
I’ll call her up because I miss the in her eyes I told her I loved her even though I knew they were lies we always found love to be in between her thighs
All that crying in the late nights, all that women in those gray tights. What should I choose first?
Of course ill get the one that lasts for a short while, I only enjoyed it when it didn’t stay around
Im sleep deprived but managing to keep my mind, and when rest tries to find me I seek to hide, until we collide, and bring me back in time, when swine would fly.
And when things happen behind closed eyes. Where we only recognize the true lies and the things that divide reality and what we want it to be.
Written by
Lyan Cordova  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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   stéphane noir
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