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22 April 2016

I’d love to drink till I pass outOr get so high that I would forget

But at some point I’d sober up

And be filled with the familiar regret

 

Time just runs out

Eternity stretches out like a distant shore

I washed up there again

Just the same place I did before

 

I don’t wish the unrealistic

Yet it seems just so impossible

The future is a dark place

And misery is more than probable

 

I built a home in the bones of my words

Covered in the skin of all the lies I heard

I’m just too weak now to survive

The thought of breathing is absurd

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