I will always stand on the other side of the door when you lock me out, I will take that cigarette away from your mouth because you told me so last time that you want to quit. I'll be the one to take you home when you are inebriated. I promise to wipe your tears and make sure that there will always be a genuine smile painted on your face. Don't stress, I am going to be home waiting for you patiently when you run away because you were too tired of dealing with the perpetual ... Take your time, At the end of every single argument, at the end of every laugh, at the end of every drunken night, at the end of every sorrow day
At sunrise, I will always be right there by your side.
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Poésiematchsticks only go to waste when they are lit and once they are lit their lives are slowly being smothered just like humans sometimes i write nice and sometimes i don't all depends on my head