

over and over...last night i took off my dress and made-up my face i painted the evening with alcohol.over and over...
i poisoned my skin and poisoned my liver covering my smile with a drunken whim.
last night i took off my facade and made up my mind i pulled out my stitches with alcohol.
this morning i tried to forget and gave up on trying i had toast for breakfast with alcohol.


obstaclesi'm not thinking of the white space above or the static on your end of the phone the coffee you don't drink or how you're accident proneobstacles
i'm not dreaming of you night and day or counting the letters in your name until i fall asleep the coffee you don't drink keeps me up at night
i'm not kissing you goodbye anymore or even wishing it weren't true the coffee you don't drink leaves a bad taste in my mouth
i'm not hoping that you'll come back or leaving you a trail of crumbs to find your way the coffee you don't drink should suffice
cobain was a poet.
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It´s nice to be important, but it´s more important to be nice.
Thank you..
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breathe.
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Vita brevis, ars longa...
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