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star wasn't at uni today.

so i went home.

what's the point of going somewhere
if the star in my life
isn't there?

so here i am, laying
on my floor, the poisonous leaf
lit between the paper.

the smoke sets a gloomy haze
around me, but i accept it.

simon was coming over.

he was my escape,
he always is.

he temporarily makes me happy.

temporarily.

he makes me feel good.

he drinks with me.

he gets high with me.

he makes love to me.

then he leaves.

he leaves me torn and sad again.

the temporary high wasn't enough
to rid the thoughts.

i'm never wanted.

i'm never able to express my feelings
because my throat chokes up.

if i need to say something,
i get a tattoo to express how i feel.

simple, isn't it?

i permanently mark my skin with my feelings.

i guess you could say
my heart is always on my sleeve.

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