buzz

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20:07 26/02/2019

there's so much commotion
in my lack of emotion
i don't have a lighter
so what is that smoke

i'm worried
a selfish suicide
of dreams
because you're more important than me

my head aches
despite my dreams
being so peaceful
and allowing me to sleep

your heavy breathing
staring at the ceiling
shit i see that you're bleeding
internally

the needles dig
so slowly
into my stomach
make sure they fuck up

your distance
your one word replies
too afraid to say anything
since your answers are just goodbyes

my empty hours
of a bored phone
i pretend to check the time
but i am just waiting for a call

your red light
blinding my brain
my constant staring
explains the headache

my egoist is obsessed
with a love too complex
giving everyone what they need
so they don't complain as much as me

20:13 26/02/2019

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