The wine cast is empty, the vodka is toppled Lying in your sick, the scent is thick Bile …
They smoke to forget but I smoke to remember the taste of his tongue he only touched it …
Your life has been divided into two locations Each with their own cultures and people
You cannot help but …
I’ve always felt the need to drive a knife through my ankle
I don’t know if this is how to explain …
a cracked lipstick kisstastes more than pink,like spat cherry pipsstaining curtains and carpet.
a scratched cheek,bloodshot eyes fromnot enough sleep,a heart …
The waiter doesn’t remove an inch of my happinesswhen he strips the perfectly placed plates and glasseson the riverside table …
life’s not simply black or whiteits white and blackwrong and rightit’s brightness in darkshadow in lightdarkness at daymoonlight at nightit’s …
I love the idea that words can take you to another place.
Reading a book takes you into a completely different …
A long train of excuses
Running on the rail of defence
Its loads are:
Running out of time
Having no chances to tell
Where is it?
What is home?
Home to me
are the memories in my head,
the feelings in my chest
and the scars on my …
For miles it’s barren, lifeless.
too thin to breathe.
giants lead the way now.
This bag, heavy.
I see the emptiness
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