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Nov 2014
#25
I cried a little on the outside
And died a little on the inside
Whenever you left me
I gave up on ever being satisfied

I wish I didn't feel empty
Because this sadness is hallowing
And it's making me wallow
Until I weep

I just want to taste happiness again
I barely remember it at all
I remember all that gin
And cigarettes from last fall

Which is irony at its finest
Because I look at you
And you were the saddest
From my point of view

I remember your eyes
And how much promise they held
It was something I despised
Because it was a future of fails

Your negativity was a disease
To all of your humanity
You became so numb
And so unwilling

Your music saved you
But only temporarily
I wanted to save you forever
But you got up and left me

That tore me apart
Because you never cared about me
You were just bored
And I was the closest thing
Written by
Mariah Reagan
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