My veins flow with your blood.
I hear your voice in mine.
But unlike you, I wash away my hopes and dreams with alcohol.
The cold liquid burns my throat and makes me cough. I continue to drink it though.
You said you'd live forever
But I knew forever had a exportation date.
You've shook me like a rag doll once, and I regret never forgiving you.
Ever since you've been gone, i have been expired, waiting for someone to notice.
-nobody ever does notice.

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PoesíaJust some things I never had the guts to say out loud. (Updated daily??)