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Waiting for change
Distant memories feelSo much closer when the timeStops.In a car, bus or trainIt always feels like a BreakFrom lifeEverything else takes so much effortBut right now…I just existTo myself and othersBut there is no need to acknowledge itI know they see me,Because I seeThem.From the opposite seat, through the window reflection,or from the outsideWhere everything…
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Lines I didn’t write, from a love I was in
I miss the weight of youWhilst you lay your head upon my shoulderI see you for the first timeI see it when I close my eyesBecause next to me you layI’ll bring you feathersI like it when you enjoy what I do(I lied it was kind of about you)I don’t like to shower alone anymoreTo…
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Movie star
Watch me foldWithout my earphonesThe life drains from my iris-esWatch me succumb to the dismay of lifeWithout my music I am nobodyBut with a soundTrackTo BackThe movieI am someoneI am everyoneI am a movie starI am the only oneWho thinks this muchI am meUnapologetic-ally
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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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My room
And my room smells of alcohol againAnd my room smells of meAloneAnd I really like itThere’s something comfortable about learning how to walk myself homeI’m learning how to stumble lessThere’s something comforting about my responsibility only being myselfMy rooms a messBut in my defence there isn’t anywhere to hang anything and there aren’t any drawersMy…
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Don’t write
I tell myself not to writeBecause I five too deepBut then, I fallInto a world to easy to keepOf tinder dates that fall in love or to never been seen againOf short 6 second videos that teach me nothing or bring up painI tell myself not the start writing because I’ll be depressed again.But how…
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