thespaceinmybed
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sometimes you have to cut words off at the throatA Poem by thespaceinmybedlet them bleed outslip to the groundwait for someone elseto resurrect their uselessnessI can't tell you the truththere is no place for itbetween uswe .. |
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no one told meA Poem by thespaceinmybedwhat I neededto feel alive againno one saidenemies are the things inside youit takes so many namesI lost countit begs and wishesand warmsit festers in.. |
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this is not where the magic happensA Poem by thespaceinmybedthis is where I pour myself some more whiskeyand waitand wish impossiblysomehowmy words will reach through this gapfilled to the brim with bitternessg.. |
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it sounded like my nameA Poem by thespaceinmybedlike you were calling me homeand I thoughtjust onceI could stop trying so hard to breathebut it wasn't youit wasn't anybodysimply my mindimagining thi.. |
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you could fill a thousand booksA Poem by thespaceinmybedwith all the things you don't know about methey could swallow youand all your lost intentionsbefore you had a chanceto become unsettlingwhat makes clo.. |
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Someday I'm going to have to pay for the things I'..A Poem by thespaceinmybedIn blood and retributionSomeday someone will askAnd I will have to answerWhat good are buried secrets to the living?Mouths want to be fedFilthy things.. |
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my lips are brokenA Poem by thespaceinmybedthey couldn't stand the weight of your nameI used to use themto make light in the darknessto turn so many nothingsinto somethingbut I knowwords can wr.. |
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I had a dreamA Poem by thespaceinmybedWhere we made popsicles out of whiskeyAnd took to the streets singing dirty love songsFor some reason your hands are what I most rememberThey were sle.. |
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You're the midnight I taste with my eyes closedA Poem by thespaceinmybedA lost whisper I can't gripSo keep your name and your waysCause nothing else warms meYou are the blanket full of starsI like to wrap around my shiveri.. |
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I will wear your ashes around my neckA Poem by thespaceinmybedDisguising my black heartWith the empty husk of your warmthTell me what to doI'm losing sleep and a steady gripOn what is rightWhat is trueIt took us .. |