My desire
for love is stronger than its need to survive.
I believe nothing
and I hope for everything.
What makes
you came back?
Please stray
for good!
Don’t take
my peace of mind…
what?
I believe
in sadness, I suspect of love!
People lie,
people deceive, people mock!
All these
people consume me like abstinence does.
You take my
apathy to tear my soul to pieces,
I can’t get
anything done,
I live in
chains, but I am free!
History is
violent
I may not
remember time,
But everything
feels real.
Miles away
you snub my dreams...
All these
experiences don’t make me good,
They don’t make
me worse!
Nothing else
tonight,
Except the
brutal need for tobacco and whiskey
To unleash
the mind from the heart..
Won’t you come
see me later?
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