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coughing breaks my ribs,
if you would call paper bags stretched over sticks
ribs.
when i look in the mirror
it seems my eyes are getting bigger,
like they're trying to hold
all of the sadness,
draining the rest of my body
and making me weak.
i miss you
i want you
i need you
i can’t sleep,
i hate this 2 am bullshit
and how empty this bed is.
or maybe i don't.
if you would call paper bags stretched over sticks
ribs.
when i look in the mirror
it seems my eyes are getting bigger,
like they're trying to hold
all of the sadness,
draining the rest of my body
and making me weak.
i miss you
i want you
i need you
i can’t sleep,
i hate this 2 am bullshit
and how empty this bed is.
or maybe i don't.
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i'm not really confident about this piece because of how short and different it is compared to what i usually submit. so be sure to tell me what you think, and don't be afraid to be blunt or tell me it's shitty or whatever.
but i just had to submit this because i just love this title and it really symbolizes alot for me.
written 5.27.06
but i just had to submit this because i just love this title and it really symbolizes alot for me.
written 5.27.06
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i personally think that this was amazing! 