the world seems to foreign

August 31, 2015

the world seems to foreign to me

i cant remember for the life of me

what it felt like whenvi

swore i was in love

and these bleeding wrists arent

distracting me anymore

these smoke stained tears that leave my broken eyes

they fall on the floor and i cant help but wonder

how i got here

how ill leave

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