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Was I?
Was I just an after taste?Of liquor and drugsOf last nights mistakesWas I just a lingering smell?Cologne stuck to your sheetsPut under a spellWas I just your walking stick?To help you stumbleAfter you were sickI never picked apart my feelingsI never ask why I chose youI never lost sight of sailing backCame home still loving…
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Giving up
While making positive changeIt still feels like giving upGiving up parts of me I’ve been known forIve lost the drunken confidenceIve lost the late night callsIve lost the spontaneity of writingand of writing on the wallsI no longer feel easyI feel everything a choreWaking up is easierBut just such a boreIve given up on holidaysI…
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My sobriety
Everything feels so much more romanticWhen you have drunk tinted memoriesThe first words, dances, kissesMean nothing in my sobrietyI feel like I’ve lost memoriesBut maybe I just see them clearerIt’s nice to look through the fogThrough the raindropsPouring down the windowAdding excitement to an overclouded, gloomy day.Everything’s feels easierWhen your body moves itselfThe first words,dances,kissesAre…
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I don’t even know what to think
Out of sight out of mind Close the door out of line Why did you say that What the fuck that’s not nice That’s not the way u treat guys That’s a good joke You’re joking right Hahahaha wait is it a joke Or was it what I just said Am I wrong or is…
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