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Sometimes i think of the smell of the drugs on your jacket ,
how it stuck to my chains after we hugged . . .
Warm mornings and afternoons of stall sessions ,
i do miss you even though i wish i didn't .
Every complicated thing about you could easily ruin my reputation ,
i hate acknowledging it , but it's true .
It looks like the haze you left in the bathroom has lingered in my mind ,
my feelings are blurry and i haven't a reason .
I could blame it on you ,
but you never thought too far into things anyway .
Besides , how could i possibly be drawn to someone i've never seen sober. . .
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
