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I remember the last note I wrote, where he poured venom in ink scribbled words placed blankly at the tip of Saturday’s tongue A mouthful of madness intertwined between two diverging lives as returning innocence sparked cigarette, after cigarette The warm taste of whiskey fills a stomach freer than before The smell lingers at each exhale to fuel the fire   of a breath’s subtle aching for forgiveness Conversation now lacks substance Words slur actions to violently attack without awareness to rule direction I felt who hurt you, looking back on it Heavy eyes spoke language to disease the mourning of our losses with something to be permanent, but not entirely forgotten Your heart bleeds an intensity of the darkest hour you could find Separation furthers an inevitable exit we both cannot control alone He falls to his knees uneasy The fall is an alarming salute, a goodbye that cannot be understood, a commitment I failed to believe Across the room, I watch you I try and tend to the plans you’ve made, but I am weaker than you had been The damage pierces my ribcage It catches me off guard as it moves through Starvation vows to carry in its place to feed the body empty noise I hear silence engage lost attention An aftermath of memories led astray to make believe the truth I wore the flaws love wounded on skin The scars gave weight to my appearance to comfort a lack of confidence Distance understood what was yesterday, would not be tomorrow Existing only to heal the unknown We should of watched time, return us to what we knew
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Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC
Inviting Discontent.
I remember the last note I wrote, where he poured venom in ink scribbled words placed blankly at the tip of Saturday’s tongue A mouthful of madness intertwined between two diverging lives as returning innocence sparked cigarette, after cigarette The warm taste of whiskey fills a stomach freer than before The smell lingers at each exhale to fuel the fire   of a breath’s subtle aching for forgiveness Conversation now lacks substance Words slur actions to violently attack without awareness to rule direction I felt who hurt you, looking back on it Heavy eyes spoke language to disease the mourning of our losses with something to be permanent, but not entirely forgotten Your heart bleeds an intensity of the darkest hour you could find Separation furthers an inevitable exit we both cannot control alone He falls to his knees uneasy The fall is an alarming salute, a goodbye that cannot be understood, a commitment I failed to believe Across the room, I watch you I try and tend to the plans you’ve made, but I am weaker than you had been The damage pierces my ribcage It catches me off guard as it moves through Starvation vows to carry in its place to feed the body empty noise I hear silence engage lost attention An aftermath of memories led astray to make believe the truth I wore the flaws love wounded on skin The scars gave weight to my appearance to comfort a lack of confidence Distance understood what was yesterday, would not be tomorrow Existing only to heal the unknown We should of watched time, return us to what we knew
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Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC
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