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my life.

i'm ruthless

coffee and late nights

held tight like roots to a tree

lightning bugs in a jar for light

smoke filled lungs.

i've been wasted

i've finding myself

i'm nowhere at all

bubblegum lips and cotton candy eyes

shes asleep by my side

comfortably comfortable.

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~ an apparently simple but intense piece of work...
~ i sense hope in the last two lines...