Accomplishment
It hurts to know-
you're not enough
Hearts shatter like broken bones
and words ring devistation
You waste yourself in incomplete
Promises
and crushed dreams
As time flickers on
People learn you can't water flowers with Vodka,
and even with the skies in your veins you break
Practcing death becomes a Hobby
Because you wake up feeling whole
We crave the shooting stars
But in return are rewarded with emptiness
So you burn the sun out of your smile
and shread youself away until you're numb
And i'm ashamed to say, that's my greatest
Accomplishment
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