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Woke up and couldn't feel my arm circulation cut off from my weight
Woke up alone again and in the sunlight it's a feeling that I hate I just can't feel a connection with anyone longer than the sex lasts The beauty in that moment just disappears too fast so I drank too much last night and I'm coughing thick and yellow Life goes from pure chaos to dead silent and all too mellow so I shave head and my face go outside for another short lived thrill It's not so much the being alone, it's the not feeling anything happy that kills Monday morning drive away sunlight shines on the fields green Just another lonely day So I get attention being obscene I'll hate myself still tomorrow look in the mirror at this mess I got so many minutes borrowed That all I got is me depressed I try function normally but one foot just bumps in to the other I strive for perfection and fail feel ashamed to even see my mother I don't dare smile because it's cracked and makes me uglier yet A building falling apart not taken care of tenants upset When I pray I hear nothing back just more disappointment and regret I could have done something better with the time than talk to a god upset This self imploding formula has gotta change I can't keep living this way So I'll stand up tall change what I can, I don't need a god to change it's all on me anyway |
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You write very well...
I enjoyed this |
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Very nice
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