Our eyes,
They met.
Our lips,
They touched.
Our hands,
They felt.
Our bodies,
They moved.
But then I wake up sober,
And you’re chucking in the fucking trash.
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Life, Death, Pain, Sad, Poem, Poetry, Hate, Hurt, Depression, Dark, Heart, Sadness, You, Hope, Lost, Suicide, Alone, Broken, Romance, Me, Loss, God, Lonely, Tears, World, Friends, Fear, Time, Abuse, Friendship, Song