need

how is i that i lay here

listening to sad songs and the pouring rain

letting vodka slip down my throat into my veins 

counting seconds between lightning and thunder...

how is it that with this razor in my hand

and these selfish tears rolling down my flushed cheeks

how is it that you

your name

your touch

your voice

is the one thing 

that stays in my mind 

the one thing tonight 

that keeps me ok

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