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Well I woke up on the floor again
the taste of you still swimming in my throat.
& I breathed the fire from my lungs
& sifted through the ashes for a smoke.
Stumbled through my broken records,
& came across the last one on the shelf.
& as it played your memory
I raised the bottle to my mental health.

It was nothing more...
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missshell:
hope you/re feeling a little better xo
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"April 1st"

The night is empty,
& edging into me...
I can taste your lips with every single
Breath that I am barely taking.
Tracing your picture,
With my finger on the wall...
Whispering questions to my ceiling,
"Why don't you ever find the time to call?"

And I can't dream anymore.
Without the feel of your heartbeat on my skin as lie sleeping.
And...
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