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More in Long Lost DMV Stuff infatuation counts1.
i cant find you anywhere i look when i sleep you are always out of reach just beyond my fingertips your phone is off and i cant stop crying the acrid moonlight belongs to me i blame you * 2. is she prettier than me you piece of shit of course she is i havnt washed in days because i cant leave your smell in my bed and you are the other end of the country leaving me with the blinds drawn and the coffee pot and all the sweet smelling stains 3. your words keep me alive never again you say but i will win you back i will wear red and dance 4. the ceiling fan must be broken although it shouldnt matter its minus three outside and i can see my exhale how am i so hot in here how do is see your oasis and loose my dreams to the place you dug your nails into the plaster above my bed four little half moons the night i swallowed everything you gave me including all the bullshit lies the ceiling fan must be broken no matter how hard i stare it wont turn it wont turn it wont turn 5.this morning before you came over i scraped the ice from the inside of the windows so you wouldnt have to see how i had been living (dying) without you you didnt say hello just pushed in and threw me down left me covered in bruises bitemarks i know i did something wrong but im not sure what sorry 6. remember what it is like to be alive 7.my bruises are fading ecliptic sunrise kisses my flesh no ice today just the screaming memories of how much you wanted me once |
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