(7)
Raw emotions struggle to crawl out of our hearts
So we sit there, drinks in our hands
And air thicker
Than the smoke-filled lungs
Of the burn victims sitting next to us
Damn. Even in the same room
We're far apart
(8)
And for a while home was with you
But not even in your arms
Because you never held me long enough
To make feel safe
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The Party
PoetryThe party is a poetry book revolving around friendship, heartbreak, addiction and the slow breaking and redevelopment of the writer's mind.
