Monday 24 October 2016

Im going to go out there
smoke a thousand cigarettes
burn my lungs
and breathe out my existence
yet itll be nothing
nothing to your accusations
your betrayal
Your trust
thats just left me staggering
i cant breathe
Can you feel that damn it
i cant fucking breathe because i gave my all
gave my all and expected to be loved
Atleast cigarettes do their job
you as a friend? Never did.

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