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I told myself over a million times that i don't love you anymore, and as much as i tell myself I don't care, I secretly hope you're listening.
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I swore to God i won't miss you, and I really don't. Keep telling yourself that, they tell me. (I wish I were a better listener)
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You said, "I'm like water, running running running. You can try to catch me, but you won't ever succeed." And despite my ultimate comprehension of the fact that you're gone, I can't help but try to catch up with you.
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I swore to God i won't miss you, and I really don't. Keep telling yourself that, they tell me. (I wish I were a better listener)
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You said, "I'm like water, running running running. You can try to catch me, but you won't ever succeed." And despite my ultimate comprehension of the fact that you're gone, I can't help but try to catch up with you.
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sixmillion
in years gone by, you never called
and the phone lay untouched on the table
like spider legs gathering dust
on ebony wood
it's been fourthousandthreehundredandeightytwo
days since you left
and i've had over six million minutes
of memories of you
sometimes you would whisper
and glitter would fall in my ear
sometimes you would play ribguitar
(it was your own version of airguitar)
until your crimson fingers
could pluck no more
then you would kiss life
back into my limp body
i still bear the scars
where my skin was sown back together
but my ribcage has never been the same
and each day is a struggle to breathe
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dont write under the influence
Dr. Asclepius called me;
he told me i'm bipolar
(i still say it's luxuria)
My prescription?
Fucking medicine.
Take two pills:
Doctor's Orders
(as if anyone actually
obeys those, anyway)
Take another pill.
One for each time
you looked at me,
then two more if
i had looked back.
i'll take one more for that time you
branded fake
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photographs of us.
one.
the first thing i noticed about you was your smile. it pulled me in, and i was a fool for not resisting.
i guess you could say i loved your smile more than i loved you.
two.
we watched a thunderstorm from your porch, leaves and rain falling down, wind howling, thunder roaring.
you said the flashes of lightning were beautiful, and you watched them with your eyes closed.
but i couldn't bring myself to close my eyes, not even for a second.
i was too busy staring at you.
three.
we were standing on a bridge, watching the water run run run beneath us. fireflies danced in the air, playing a game of tag that i could only watch; never jo
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Hmm, probably deleting this one, what do you say?
I have way too much things on my mind, again.
I have way too much things on my mind, again.
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I love this...no deleting! 