Monday, July 22, 2019

Twins (July 2019)

I thought I buried her deep inside notebooks
Never even made the flight
Two for two with losing you
Reverberate hate
Smoking myself comfortable
I never was
I almost ended this

Remember those days?
Ugly intentions with permanent consequences
Maybe the finality would've been solution for you
It was there I found nirvana

Places I never belonged became too familiar
Fast forwarded and it never helped
I'm sure you'd love to air me out
Who did I hurt more?
Forever burdened

Eventually to find the light of day
May the ink speak
Eyes that don't exist
So she says

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