New Awakenings
New awakenings every other day ,
how many times can you wake until you actually awake?
so many backs turned my way,
how many times can you regret one mistake ?
nightmears of smiles and laughter
day dreams of despire and disaster
and you long for balance
or someone that doesnt have betrayal etched down the passage of their throat .
contaminated lungs,
so every breath you take is never enough .
but. .
This is us . .
This is love. .
the only kind we ever knew
so even though we buy into their lies it never feels brand new . .
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