it's three a.m. and here you are still running around in my head missing kissing you trying to endure you not being here desperately searching for a cure.
drowning myself in alcohol trying not to remember you at all getting so high in hope to get you out of my mind but to no avail your still trapped inside.
I threaten myself with death just to get you out of my fuckin head placing my head inside the noose maybe this I time can fucking forget you .
now my body is swinging and jerking from the rafters and yet your still my first thought in this hereafter.
©lusypher
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