• I’m breathing in the aroma Of a night spent on my back Staring at the stars Whose intentions are only to cut me open Its ok, I’ve overcome from worse than this But the scary part is the fact that I got nothing to lose this time I can’t help but find myself glued to the streets Staring at every passing pair of headlights Wondering where they’re going And thinking if they got it as bad as me I don’t know if their story could compare I’ve been writing entries every passing day I hope you see the west coast And while your there could you find something for me Something far from here, a place by the sea And just maybe you could seal your voice in a seashell So everything will be fine one more night I’m short of breath Lying face first in a puddle on my lawn I’ve seen the colors of blue and green Beating raindrops freshly sprinkle the wrinkles on my skin And I’m reaching for a cloud of air that isn’t even there Walking on a tightrope between each of your memories This is what you ask for when your silence says it all

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